There's these feelings in my head
Pounding at barricaded doors
And there's these things I really should say
But they and I are too estranged --
I just can't see what's relevant
What is this all? To what extent?
Have I mentioned, maybe,
That it's a lack of sleep?
All these concepts pouring through
All this static just won't keep
My eyes can't turn inwards
But burn holes into the ground
Instead
Scorching away the path ahead
I bring about the consequences
I am to face; I'll see them clearly before I fall
Amidst the rubble I've set in place
The desecration, I've seen its face
Dripping water into a cage
Assuage the drought; soften the rage
Heated blood, deadened nerves
As tangible as a tesseract
In a sea of third dimension
It needn't any justification
(Going through the motions)















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So... is it just me, or do i sense some weird rap influence in a few of these lines? Not all raps have to rhyme, and the 3rd box sounds just like what could be a rap, lol. Noticing the mentioning of your insomnia here too. I can tell this is a bit of a personal piece, and i could guess some various people who it could be addressed to.
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I don't think it's a weird rap influence... since I don't remember the last time I listened to rap. It was more like pretty word vomit organized into stanzas...? As far as personal piece, it is... but introspectively, not otherwise. It's about only having these superficial connections to deep emotion and going through the motions, reacting how I think I'm supposed to react to 'emotional situations' and, hell, every day stuff while being so disconnected from it all. Just going through the motions of life. Purely introspective though.
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