Martyr
I owe you nothing I pay tribute to no image or symbol That stands for what I cannot support Shunning the needs of common man And all of those it was meant to help A dollar to a prison A dime to a man in need A priority misunderstood As the country goes it's way I owe nothing to this which I never chose to belong I refuse to claim the name Of a label stolen with no regard Not by birth Confusion sets in to those who close off Opportunity. Self proclaimed inheritors Deny these rights to others I have no place with you, so don't extend your hand You embrace me only to watch me, not to include me
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Slave... to you obsession A danger in holding something in such a high regard You lose sight of yourself when you idolize another In your world I am your god You strive to become what you think I am When you see me you want to see yourself
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
As I continue to try to free myself I'm restrained by my own vice A most surprising weakness That's so hard to identify Thinking back upon myself I often chose without much thought Much more is of consequence Pure pleasure or from the heart Just another addiction Will I ever gain control Or will I make the same mistakes Confusing love and physical lust I continue to let it trap me Restrained... By my own actions Restrained... without emotion Another aspect of control. Another time I've been deceived Another choice. That got the best of me Broken promises. For moments of a false emotion Broken promises. Never again
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Evision yourself on a pedestal A thought you never erased Causing the picture that you see To be so easily distorted Your world has thought you well You joined what you were so much against At least you thought Puppet, soldier another clone Puppet, soldier relieve your hate, relieve your pain You live in a world of fear One where what's inside is never realized Each with something special Never to be shared An image you created, in the corner of your mind That isn't even there Ability to accept You mask it with all you learned Now comfort yourself You're not like them at all You live in a world of fear One where what's inside may never be seen
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
Hand of your god feeds once a week Say you're done your part, you give so much As you keep building up your churches Stained glass and needless luxuries This problem will never go away If only fed each day A security blanket woven To comfort and ensure This problem will never go away If only fed each day Little thought given To an individual fate Just a lost piece of the world Seen in the corner of your eye For a moment a glance is given But it remains, and is forgotten with time Your claim they will always be there You place the blame on them Instill a reason to live An opportunity to obtain a sense of pride Not only stripped of shelter But all that was inside Each one. Alone. No Different Each one. Still feels pain. X(4)
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026
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What you consume, is your true protest Each dollar you spend, supports what you detest Martyr, for your cause X(3) You fail to see your flaws This is not your war. X(3) But do you know, what you claim to stand for You're really not so free from blame. X(2) I see no wrong, in taking a stand But do you really know for what you stand? You cannot Claim to resist, and walk this chosen path When you are unaware, and the same as those you blame You're not a matyr, you cannot be the one. X(4)
Submitted by Warbringer — Jul 02, 2026