SHACKLED

And there you were, trying to keep your head up above water whilst this world kept swallowing you in.

Trying to end the world’s slaughter when you were actually dying within.

Hate seeing you forgive the whole world but forgetting about yourself.

A Discarded material, as I see you isolated on that shelf.

You save everyone, but who saves you?

No beacon of hope, no rope to cling to.

They say you are stuck, “just evolve with the times!!”.

Then why is it that you suffer for your father’s crimes?

Seems like everyone is a judge in the world of the decrepit and depraved.

They put you in a box and your mind they enslaved.

Plagued by darkness, blinded by rage.

Anything beats being trapped in that cage.
– Moosa Mayet

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