Everything That Should Be.

[Fkeu'itan]

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Is this it? Is this what I was born for?

Truths long lost haunt me, breaking my soul, my ideals, my very being corroded from the inside out.

I'm destroying myself.

And all for a dream,
A glimpse of a paradise so cruelly intangible.
What could have been, what should be, my real life.

I can try to get there but I will never truly reach the goal.
I can never emerge into the glorious sunlight at the end of the dark tunnel.
Destined to be stuck in eternal darkness, the blindfold removed,
Yet the absence of light rendering my new found vision useless.

I lost the battle, I lost the war.
But more than this - I arrived after it had finished.
The conclusion was played out long ago.
I feel out of place in this cold, ruthless world.

Screens make demands I cannot dream to fulfill,
Rows of houses loom over me like society's bodyguards.
My emotions are twisted to fit,
Injected with the sedative, it takes effect.
An IV of pain and confusion.

Is this really it...?

Is this really it...?