The Heart's Internal Death
My soul lives, but my heart has died
Societal norms and morals I no longer abide
I cast almost all of my humanity aside
to have my inner maverick flow inside
The only human I can believe in is me
In doing this, I am now free
By no longer caring what others think,
it is impossible for me to shrink
My soul is almost hollow of emotion
but as I intended, this would be a powerful promotion
No matter what corruption society throws at me in ways venally,
nobody can stop me spiritually and mentally
Emotional pain, now nearly impossible for me to feel
as well as from others, I'm busy using affirmations to refine my steel
Most of life is a lie, so I refuse to be grateful
I am blissful with what I have, though I'm almost completely hateful
My fight with the world, mentally and spiritually, is eternal
After much practice with my talents, I shall record victories in a journal
Forever like this, I shall stay true
because I will say once more that most of life is untrue
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