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Earth Is a Prison

by The White Mare

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The reason for struggle The reason for pain The reason for guilt The reason for regret The reason for damage The reason for loss The reason for poverty Instability runs rampant A consistent fault leads to an inconsistent life Which in itself becomes inconsistent Consistent uncertainty Consistent insecurity Consistent depression Consistent anxiety Consistent imbalance Consistent fault Consistent lack of...
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Will I leave a note of my ideation Or a mystery to keep them up at night A eulogy looming above all thought Clouding the conscious with memory The bottom of the barrel has rotten away Comfort in the soil where I decay Still bothers me beneath my nails I won't ever be clean The hole is getting darker now Dirt ingests the light Like these pages absorb pain Blood dripping from a blade Anguish in physical form Exiting my veins
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Torn between selfish and selfless Pulling of guilt and acceptance Sick inside for receiving anything Struggle in the choice of independency Internally failing Beyond desperate On the brink Distressing De stress me Extinct I want to be Nothing Will bring me peace And when nothing is attained We will not know it For existence ceases And extinction is ceaseless
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Wanting to confront ontology Overcome the nature of being Only to be one with nature Comfort in the dirt is cosier than the truth The truth makes me weak The truth makes me helpless The truth is cold like a razors edge Inflicting pain and omitting warmth My struggle does not make me strong My survival does not make me brave My survival reminds me of the hurt Inflicted pain and omitted empathy
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Doesn't matter what your intent Always goes worse then you expect Pieces fall to pieces Neck deep in rubble Heart turned to ash Skin coated furrow Structural damage can't be painted over Those let in can see Won't they stay and rebuild Won't they stay And rebuild
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Deep enough into the dark Light can be found Follow the hum of an exit sign Until the buzzing is unbearable Make it stop Run Make it stop Run Make it stop The glow will always exist even out of sight Perception is getting worse now The view from my peripheral is closing Honing in on getting out Vision narrowing for escape Lost in this life but will be found after death
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I am darkness searching for light But I absorb all that I find Everything close I consume and destroy Emotions exhausted and solely devoid My head hurts My heart hurts My whole body hurts Existence hurts
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released June 28, 2023

The White Mare is Alex Woollams
Mastered by Jared Stimpfl
Cover art by New Breed Creative
Logo by Morta Sustain

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