Parricide - Swarving to Solitude
I try to see through blinded eyes, what is unreal
I try to hear the voice of men, forced to be silent
Hidden secrets lie sickening feelings of might
Creeping through the darkness, searching for my mind
Blinding, I run through the maze
Slip into madness
Surrounded by people the same, flickering whispers
Unignorable silence
Is swarving to solitude
No man is an island
That is fucking truth.
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