Artistic Atrocities

I see a future where my thoughts become my dreams
I am a witness to artistic atrocities
I know the boundaries where consciousness resides
I feel the energy of inner piece inside

When I look my eyes deceive
When I think my mind it bleeds
When I talk my words they make no sense at all I take a fall
They never see my view
They never think to choose
What is right and what is wrong
They chose the path that leads to calm

In my opinion ideas come from far away
I’d like to think that my ideas have depth but that’s astray
I know my comprehension is limited at best
And I know my feeble mind is void

Artistic Dreams of young men
Are growing old
We’re to blind to see the path ahead

Thought mind consciousness
Soul heart feelings free
Inner demons waging war
Never meant that much to me

When I look my eyes deceive
When I think my mind it bleeds
When I talk my words they make no sense at all I take a fall
They never see my view
They never think to choose
What is right and what is wrong
They chose the path that leads to calm