Chosen...
It's
hard to describe the silence and recurrent exhaustion
devoid
of depth..I move in an unreasonable motion
my state is of beyond pain,
like
burning in the rain
now
i am lost....i am lost in all this
agitation
and i
can't......i can't be one of the chosen
one of
the chosen...............one of the chosen
Time
seems to be waiting....for me to bleed
& cry
numb
eyes of mine see the future...with a harsh throat so dry
sitting dead blank all day
absorbing....all the dismay
Now
I'm lost..I'm lost, I'm sick of motivation
and I
can't be.....I can't be one of the chosen
one of
the chosen...............one of the chosen
My
cheeks have shrunken...........and they don't stretch now
seek
tears but i hear them weeping...through the heart only now
hands
shiver and legs get thinner day by day....losing all the passion
I feel
tremors...breaking my muscles and arising in sessions
I'm
lost...I'm lost...both my mouth and dreams are now frozen
and I
can't be.....I can't be one of the chosen
one of
the chosen...............one of the chosen.......
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