Welcome To Reality

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Welcome To Reality


By Vincent


Welcome to reality
Tripping over your own insecurity
Lacking any sort of honesty
Falling down to the reality
Actions of pure insalubrity

A thousand knives stab my back
Falling through the darkness’ crack
The flames of hell boiling me alive
Neverending pain, suffering and torment
Just to survive
Just to survive

Destiny is filled with living in chaos
Crushed, bruised and lost
Everyday is a struggle to survive
Beaten up, bleeding inside

Heart is frozen
Dreams aren't yet broken
The dream still can be woven
Embracing reality
Gaining greater sagacity

Survival of the miserable
Pushing past the flames of hellish trouble
Fighting through the torture
Striving for something greater
Survival of reality's presence
Never was I blinded by nescience
Though the journey never has been pleasant
Reality is a long road through torment
Pain, betrayal, doubts, fears, come and went



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