Life’s Beautiful Illusion

Numbness. An aggressive circumstance. A circumcision of the mind’s eye. Another lost cause. Another day directionless. Another life without effectiveness. Too many to count. Mistakes on repeat. A broken record. You and I, we never belonged here. We were mean for so much more, yet the junkyard seemed to trap us within its rusted gates. Another man’s trash is another man’s treasure. But what was it exactly that you and I treasured? Peace of mind? Security? Hope? None of those ideologies have ever existed, let a lone exist within our psyches. It’s a common human error; the neediness of the others. Why is it people think it’s alright to core-dump all of their emotional nonsense upon you and I? I’m pretty sure it is because they are selfish, self-centered weak fucks, as most of the others usually are. It’s always been this way; the weak leaning on the strong, in order to survive life itself. It is you and I who are stuck in this illusion. It is you and I, who are in fact life’s beautiful illusion.

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