Tomorrow
Tomorrow I will see my darkest reflection.
The hypocrite.
I will look into the endless depths of my soul and gaze upon all within that I refuse to acknowledge.
The self-obsession.
It is my portrait - the encapsulation of everything within myself which I adamantly avoid.
The social ineptitude.
It is my Hyde - all which I arrogantly deign not to be true for the Godliness within me.
The power-hunger.
It is my original sin - and everything I loathe in me.
The stubbornness.
The fire turns to ash.
The money-worship.
The light fades into coldness.
The righteousness.
The soul screams.
The ignorance.
Oh, how I dread tomorrow.
The hypocrite.
I will look into the endless depths of my soul and gaze upon all within that I refuse to acknowledge.
The self-obsession.
It is my portrait - the encapsulation of everything within myself which I adamantly avoid.
The social ineptitude.
It is my Hyde - all which I arrogantly deign not to be true for the Godliness within me.
The power-hunger.
It is my original sin - and everything I loathe in me.
The stubbornness.
The fire turns to ash.
The money-worship.
The light fades into coldness.
The righteousness.
The soul screams.
The ignorance.
Oh, how I dread tomorrow.
posted by Jo at 2:09 am
2 Comments:
All the best Jo! :D
Hope it all went well sweetheart. The dread is always worse than the evetual meet...
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