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Acquiescence
by Igneous
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In tacit acquiescence,
I bow my head,
This terrible affliction,
I've no choice but to accept,
No time to mourn a life,
Which sentences me to untimely death...
And though the path lay bright before me,
I know not where it may lead...
With only blind ambition,
I strive onward and through,
This tangled web of confusion,
Like vines within me grows,
But surely any hell would fare me better,
Than this self inflicted misery...
Honest introspection,
No shadows left in which to hide,
Every hidden demon,
Brought into the blinding light,
A clarity of senses,
Rushing in like roaring waters,
No salve to numb the present,
No torniquet to stem the tide,
Dissected and bled dry,
Pain.
Guilt.
Fear.
It comes in waves,
Purge.
Kill.
With staunch resolve,
I face the flames...
And though the path lay bright before me,
I know not where it may lead,
One can only truly find oneself,
Whilst weathering a storm,
When all odds are against them...
In tacit acquiescence,
I bow my head,
This terrible affliction,
I've no choice but to accept,
No time to mourn a life,
Which sentences me to untimely death...
And though the path lay bright before me,
I know not where it may lead...
With only blind ambition,
I strive onward and through,
This tangled web of confusion,
Like vines within me grows,
But surely any hell would fare me better,
Than this self inflicted misery...
Honest introspection,
No shadows left in which to hide,
Every hidden demon,
Brought into the blinding light,
A clarity of senses,
Rushing in like roaring waters,
No salve to numb the present,
No torniquet to stem the tide,
Dissected and bled dry,
Pain.
Guilt.
Fear.
It comes in waves,
Purge.
Kill.
With staunch resolve,
I face the flames...
And though the path lay bright before me,
I know not where it may lead,
One can only truly find oneself,
Whilst weathering a storm,
When all odds are against them...
