Presence - Tripsixx

Corridors of pain and hallways of glory Covered by the mist of artificial reason Tread lightly upon the lines of own mind For through untold worlds A new revelation shall come Through my wounds, through my scars! Razors be paths within the maze With each cut deeper, onwards to Kether To crown the atrocity ...Presence! Of second word coming unto flesh Revelation! Salvation! Born of light, abide in man! A maze with countless entrances, yet no ways out. A divine challenge! Consiousness at stake. Merge! A will so strong, cracking knees like twigs Resistance is futile, but how delightning Misguiding fear of truth, so humane, so restricting Willingly struggling/strangling own humanity Far beyond the safe borders of madness A new sight through undead eyes Perception distorted so sharply So the true light shines through all of the known

Dear depression, do you think that you can stop me? I know the answer, but I see you getting cocky I've seen you win this battle numerous times But you ain't ever gonna take a life that's rightfully mine I understand That your intention is to infiltrate my mind And plant these little seeds of doubt that grow into a massive vine That wrap around my head until I can't get loose You started doing this already so you cannot lose At least you think But who's the one that's in control everything That has to with I how I function Right, that's me See I have grown an understanding of the things you do You're a part of me, but not me So I cannot lose Yeah we gone be alright Just give it some time The more that we fight this fight The more that depression dies I'm a product of an illness I was born with My momma has anxiety and that's what I was formed in I tried to live a life that I was constantly ignoring The truth about my mental state but that wasn't rewarding The way that facing up to it is And understanding that it's not a shameful thing to admit I'm not okay sometimes And that sometimes is a bit Daunting And at times it makes feel like a kid The way that I create imaginary scenarios in my head And fear them to the point that it gives me an existential dread That's greater than the fears that I have grounded in reality But that's just what it's like to be living in your anxiety (damn) We gone be alright Just give it some time The more that we fight this fight The more that anxiety dies