I am so lame and insane I give up my defenses and bruises yes, they eventually hurt when I say this to her this is what I fear when I walk the altar of hopelessness some amiable voice echoes and I am back to the non-detached me trying to relate with what is not me Dejection and humiliation are words with some men made meaning I don’t have words to say on what I feel In Finnish, the word is “ nöyryytys ”, for humiliation and it is just a word my soul shreds and you see it When I walk out in this smelting summer night with all these conflicting echoes all I hear is just noise the day I tear it apart It all becomes so vocally loud I thought s...
verses and conflicts of the soul