Im on the inside looking in

These walls,
There is no way out.
This time its real.
Think, is it possible.
Nothing can you be this real
O'the irony
Traped in by carboard.
Nowhere to escape
Nothing, I can do.
Exploring spongy surfaces.
Praying to to get stuck,
Not to slip into a crevas.
never to be seen,
Never to be heard.
Exploring the spongy surface
Looking for an escape,
However unlikely.
Searching for a way out,
A window to save me from
This carboard box of doubt.

inthusiasm

inthusiasm is hard
When nothings changed for years.
Inthusiasm is hard
When your starting to lose hope.
Inthusiasm is...
It is no long what it use to be.
I am no longer sure i believe it.
Inthusiasm...
What do you look like

They March Like Heros to Destroy Their Homes

We will create this.
On our hands and knees
hour by hour,
Piece by Piece
We mold this clay.
Its over,
Nobody had a say.

So we create this.
On our hands and knees.
Hour by Hour,
Piece by Piece.
We mold this clay
Just to distroy it
we never had a say.

So we create this
On our hands and knees
hour by Hour,
Piece by piece.
Our lives were poured into this
And this pointlessly ended.

the hunt

Their soles are running.
Beating on the ground,
Chassing their prey.
But they lose it,
Lose it in the grass.
So they wait,
day by day.
This was supposed to be the last time
through these eyes, you will not pass.
My soles are running,
Beating on the Ground
Chassing my prey,
This surely is the end of my day.