this
is not a hollywood ending
especially
if the film is directed by me
where
you will see by the final scene
that
all the main characters died
and
on their death bed everyone was alone
oh
yeah the priest will sign
and
say such words as “atone”
over
your lifeless and empty corpse
someone,
maybe someone
might
even feel remorse
that
you are gone
write
lyrics for a song
that
you will never enjoy
or
hear from some hopeful heaven
unbaked
bread remains unleavened
which
is why my favorite metaphor
is
cold concrete and midnight streets
out
here on the perimeter
there
is only reality exposed as insanity
by
the harsh light of day
all
i’m saying
is
you think that caring creates consensus
until
you realize no one really cares
words
have no sincerity
the
obscurity of darkness brings clarity
and
absence is the only acquisition acquired
oh,
everyone conspires to fill the warehouse
but
one that is abandoned, forgotten and in decay
empty
from one crack to the next
is
the only truth that is conveyed
that
after all is said and done
i
wake alone to realize
i’ve
missed another setting sun
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