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Days blur together, punctuated by stabs of seeming meaning
Illusory
I stand motionless while time drags its feet
A static pillar, rooted by inertia
I am a tepid waste of my own talents
A black hole siphon, a ceaseless Charybdis

Awake to waste another day, frozen
I can’t lift my face to the sun
Caged

Gazing outward only breeds resentment
As the achievements of others fuel my self-loathing
The harshness of this existence is itself a joke
I am unacquainted with sacrifice
I am a false construction
A fragile collage, a sham colossus

Trapped by my resistance to the new
I’ve crippled my attempt at becoming
One who could forge my way, break the cage

Raised to think I could conquer,
I instead learned to hide
Pretending I’m something,
I instead wait to die
Perched forever rejecting,
I instead fortify

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from Beyond the Circular, released July 11, 2014
Music by The Machinery of Other Skeletons
Lyrics by I. Belcic

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