Life

A child of dreams withdrawn in a state of seclusion Trudging through with the reliance upon a hand designed delusion Manufactured emotions man-made potions Enclosed shores searching for an escape a trap-door Terrifying inverted confidence in the impurity Tainted eyes randomly picked to wear a cloned fallacy respectably Equated to a child’s suffering in the pickings Of a prescribed abnormality, some would say a self-inflicted malady Bothersome was the notion that to this problem there was no solution No magic concoctions; No self-induced intoxication; to cause a disruption Of the pollutant that corrupted this child's evolution, No conclusion only the miss-perceptional seduction ruining this child's interpretation, Constantly causing damming confusion: Could not think pick-up the forgetting drink Could not breathe smoke the death bringing tree Could not see bow to the self proclaimed healing seed Cannot live anymore; so opens a new door, A new life one this child has grown to adore