23 - Soul Glo

Emotional assimilation

Is trauma, trauma, trauma

Is trauma, trauma, trauma

Is trauma’s worn, scar-tissued skin

Seared by state-sanctioned aspirations

Underneath my will to live clings tight my will to die

The silent secret of my strength is all the shame I’ve centralized

And all the people i see whose suffering’s steeped in

Dreams of nothing when their eyes close to sleep

Don’t see the void that they meet as so much more comforting

I dream of nothing when I close my eyes to sleep

Each day awake just lies in wait to shape, in vain, clean breaks away from daily

Debasement, engage the escapist

Unendingly inaccessible until ingratiated

I dream of nothing but ending my self-defeat

Apparently, my revealings of my injuries are just my

Manipulative tendency!

And these techniques spoken to me about responsibility and integrity are

suffocating

Placating sayings placed to efface me

But I was taken, I was taken, I was, I was

I was taken through the threshold by the tension I espoused

Fitted for full integration into a burning house

I was taken through the threshold by the tension I espoused

Fitted for full integration into a burning house