Forced to suffer upon returning to the void
Built on the foundation of insecurities & imposed aesthetic
Meditations on violence
They all carve the new path: The path most isolated
Choked on scorched lungs;
Broken down and led to believe that I had a choice
I'm back to letting this hedonism drink me to death
Accusations become the flames that engulf me back to the bottom
Armed with a newfound zen. Sitting tall, feeling again
Towering over the self proclaimed elite. This is only for me
Armed with a newfound zen. But this is only for me