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Awakening

 
I'm getting out of my misery
I'm finally getting up today
Into the world, the sky is sunny
And if I see clouds, I'll just push them away
This is my Renaissance
I'm breaking out of my trance
This shell keeping me from living
This is my Awakening

It's 4 in the morning, and my eyes are red
I'm sittin in the shower, water pouring over my head
I can't make room in my mind for happy thoughts
If my life's an ocean there's trash all along the coasts
Can't see the light, my sky is cloudy
Can't stand up, my ground is muddy
THC brain, my vision's hazy
I have no reality,
My life is a parody
Thinking and thinking "Am I really crazy ?"
This world doesn't seem to want me
But I don't care, cause I don't want it either
I won't live in a world ruled by lies and terror
It's now 4.30, I'm still in the same position,
Under the waterfall, legs crossed, meditation !
Soothe your soul, let your mind flow,
Break free from your thoughts and let yourself grow
Put an end to that sorrow
For you to ooze happiness from every pore
Your boat's aflot, the ocean's torn
But past the stormy waves you will see the shore

I'm getting out of my misery
I'm finally getting up today
Into the world, the sky is sunny
And if I see clouds, I'll just push them away
This is my Renaissance
I'm breaking out of my trance
This shell keeping me from living
This is my Awakening

Looking at the clock, 5 A.M my fucking eyes are still red
Dread from the weed, the crying and all the pain
I can feel it in my whole body
Make it stop, all my senses are in agony
Legs giving out, eyes half closed
I gave it time but the suffering rose
Now my heart is beating like crazy
Skip a beat, double up, I should have stopped ecstasy
I can feel my veins pulsing in my skull
The hurricane in my brain will see no lull

But now I'm breaking my chains
I will go outside through the rains,
Snows or thunder
I will fight, life will not plunder
Me anymore
Now I wear my pain like an armor
I'll hide my emotions in my core
And I'll rush through life like a boar
I'm giving up on despair
I'm heading to the dragon's lair
I will look right through his glare
I'm coming back to life, so beware
Now I'm free and floating through the air

This is my Renaissance
I'm breaking out of my trance
This shell keeping me from living
This is my Awakening


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Written by Tristy (Sredni Vashtar)
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