Spirals -

Blocks of time filed up an endless course in vain

Self confused, lost striving

Through dead ends, I plead

Breakdown this fucking static flow

We suffocate, we drown under the weight

Of those minds

No more control, pressure, suffering

Endless routines to delusions

Who carries you from now

These chains won’t be broken

Through empty days I’m seeking an answer

To all my prayers

In spite of grief, in spite of all mis-belief

Self programmed beings prostrated irrational pain

A cause in vain

My thoughts supplanted

You feel the razors in me

I’m failing to reach the final step

Of a life of negations

Void and emptiness, I cannot maintain