Panoptycon

Listen folks: Nothing in this world worth having comes easy at all, For every decision that comes to our mind, we pay the price. What hereafter will wait for us, only the ocean knows, but you can be everything but certain, I paid the price for every word I dropped. Needless to say, my constant fear of separation, is actually not disappearing, Still the same reason why I’m depraved of sleep, I’m losing friends and above all: I’m losing confidence! “Forever and a day”, in this case no second abandon, just pure resolution and our final decision, in this relation, we never thought to repent. I can still hear you admonishing me, but slowing down is not an option. I can still feel the rhythm and my heart is still beating, so your presence is no gift, but a curse! You all once meant the world to me, who knows, maybe we’ll meet again at my funeral. Don’t get me wrong, this is no reckoning to the life we’ve lived, but the only thing we share today, is our past. Let me back in! Bleeding hands grab for the last tread, I exchanged all confidence to self-elected suspense, Sometimes I suffer from this life hour for hour, but apart from this circumstance, my voice gets stronger with every minute that falls. Did you ever, ever bleed for something? Maybe these streets would be an easier way to go, without these turns, just going straight. but we can’t choose their course, cause this is how we built those. I walked a thousand miles to escape these barren landscapes, but they are still here. They haunt me like shadows, cause this endless melancholy is my oldest fear.

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 11, 2025

I don’t think we will withstand this trip, along these paths cobbled with shards. To tell you now makes me feel so heavy hearted, but one night, this life will tear us apart. And now that I gave away the stories end, its facts sneak in so deadly slow and subtle. But just that something is subtle, doesn’t mean it’s going to turn out right! This lethargy, so perfectly shaped, continues spiting filth in my face. Steady going on subsisting, outlive this trivial life, although this edgeless dagger is stuck deep in my heart. How sad a fate, even these tidal-washed detonations of relief won’t save me, cause in case of doubt, this landmine marathon will guide me to my early grave. And in spite of everything, someday, I’ll tie this rope to the highest tree and take my life. And as soon as my last cigarette has burned to its end, without turning once I will have left this world behind... Only death is real!

Submitted by NecroLord — Nov 11, 2025

All around me are familiar faces Worn out places Worn out faces Bright and early for their daily races Going nowhere Going nowhere Their tears are filling up their glasses No expression No expression Hide my head I wanna drown my sorrow No tomorrow No tomorrow And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very very Mad world Mad world Mad world Mad world Children waiting for the day they feel good Happy birthday Happy birthday And to feel the way that every child should Sit and listen Sit and listen Went to school and I was very nervous No one knew me No one knew me Hello teacher tell me what's my lesson Look right through me Look right through me And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you 'Cos I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very very Mad world Mad world Mad World Mad world And I find it kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had I find it hard to tell you 'Cos I find it hard to take When people run in circles it's a very very Mad world Mad world Halargian world Mad world

Submitted by Grave666 — Nov 11, 2025