You had anger pulsed rage

unexplored pathways limitless boundaries

a voice above the dim screaming so loud

and now you are the masses



you used to run so fast

where were you going

no where

ive seen the path you took it leads in circles

coutner productive

exhausted by your slavery you are broken

nothing new

preach words you no longer believe in

stale



words are empty as your heart

your lies breed hatred and contempt

on grasping we wont help as your consumed into nothing



your lies defeat your purpose

your purpse is only lies