LOST IN MYSELF
by Rev Kip Batiz
Been at the inner twilight
There's not a spot of sunlight
The sky remembered so bright
Lost in myself
Feels like I'm searching for peace
Escaping from this cold beast
These open wounds on which they feast
Lost in myself
Tearing at me in rage
I will not leave from this cage
Not ready for the next page
Lost in myself
In dreams are blissful somber
My mind I slowly wander
This darkness that I ponder
Lost in myself
Who invited all of these eyes
All you ever search for is lies
I adorn another disguise
Lost in myself
At the precipice of greatness
On another soul I blame this
Wish I hadn't grown so calloused
Lost in myself
There's not a spot of sunlight
The sky remembered so bright
Lost in myself
Feels like I'm searching for peace
Escaping from this cold beast
These open wounds on which they feast
Lost in myself
Tearing at me in rage
I will not leave from this cage
Not ready for the next page
Lost in myself
In dreams are blissful somber
My mind I slowly wander
This darkness that I ponder
Lost in myself
Who invited all of these eyes
All you ever search for is lies
I adorn another disguise
Lost in myself
At the precipice of greatness
On another soul I blame this
Wish I hadn't grown so calloused
Lost in myself
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