[Adonis]

This is a story of un-luck and how being trapped can be freeing
In this world man dreams of whipping wind with his wings
In a place where his feelings aren’t shamed for being speech
Where emotion’s a sleeve that he's not expected to keep
He’s not over expressive or flamboyant in thought
But feelings aren’t bottle-necked in his throat as he coughs
This is a happy realm, come; let us explore for a sec.
Cause inner self has been hidden deep in its depths
Where the further you get… the closer to death
Ironically, bringing you closer to self… Such strange intellect
The chasm of soul is a labyrinth untold
Callous and cold, love and hate both balanced in core
We’ve traveled the surface but the truth is below
So he searches his soul for a grip on control
He finds his way through the chambers, though endless they seem
But suddenly, a simple mirror that gleams
He approaches it cautious, unsure of it’s meaning
Afraid of his soul, but seeing is believing
The darkest truth is still truth, however painfully raw
He traveled his mind and he saw the shame in his flaws
So he broke the mirror to bits cause he was lost in perception
Figured, if he truly were evil, why not carve out his love…
With these shards of reflection


Topic: Suicidide is the first step