Symbolism of Progress

Drifted the asphalt With thousand regrets For all those answers For the wasted days Thin air of late nights awake Ignoring my surroundings I follow my gut / I walk the line Ulcerating pain On the dismal side And tired sight All words forgotten In the back of my mind If we are the same Then what is left to take? Nothing…Nothing Don’t let me fall Into the ordinary Be all I despise Won’t let the anger Consume me It is a dead-end-trap Every leap of faith is a burden As every sunrise is in vain In disarray and malnourished No one’s here to stay Hindered by eternal flaws The reflection of abandonment Stuck in your heart Far, far, far beyond the line That divides reality from irrational When we’re all gone This will no longer ache If we are the same Then what is left to take? Nothing…Nothing I owe you not a single thing!

Submitted by Immortal — Feb 12, 2026