The Struggle Is Life

Life is the struggle The struggle is life Destination is death The journey, a knife Lacerations, sporadic Quota keeps you afloat Everyone's an addict There's no antidote Each soul has a fire That burns within A need to feel higher Just around the bin No matter the effort You'll never quite achieve Dreams, they flirt deceiving to believe Things will be better Or so you think You only get wetter Before long, you've sank If only we could stop The train of thought Precisely crop The things we've been taught Easier to swallow The existence capsule With expectations low And a cup, slap full Overflowing with emptiness And peace, just being Imagination at rest No peripheral seeing Dreams dismissed Dreamers banished No need for a list The future has vanished