Betrayal
(music: "Hold this place" - Alice In Winter)
A feeling so withhold
Just passing
Or not
Returning
In circles repeated
Soo many times
You forgot it’s a wheel
One that drives you into that nowhere you can't see
Cause it drives you
A driver blind
But not as much as you feel
A something you know too well
For custom, it turned out in that space of yours
Where all ethicality rules out in blunt dismissal
Of truth perceived
Submerged to rules of ink in a world too colourful for writing
Soo pressed between the righteousness and wrongfulness
of so-called being human
the applessness of present recognised
just makes you yell your voice all upside down
inside your own well-proofed cell of mind
where no one can hear
the truth of your well-mannered identity
that roar for enslavement
to justness
to fairness
all well too grasped
all well too followed
a slave of freedom
learnt
a slave of past
remembered
all too well.
You’ll never recognize the true
Free mind
Nor will you ever dream to have it
For freedom is no other than just madness accepted
A mindlessness enslaved to death alone
a truthfulness achieved when reason is liberated
overwhelmingly
in a quenching of control
only a deserter would know.