Purgatory
holding onto illusion
trying to make it through.
a broken shard of glass
that cuts you into two
fevered dreams reflect fantasies
scattered threads permeate reality
round and down
circles through the mind
lost and bound in purgatory
condemned to reside
this state of delusion
a symptom of confusion
called to the void
dragged down into hell
silent despair
only broke by quiet prayer
seeking salvation
hand of god
ultimate exaltation from above
supreme exhilaration
conveyed in shame
the original sin
impossible to tame
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