Novelists
Single • 2018
Tame our addictions Keep us accustomed to this constant need of becoming someone Feed our ego and make us self-centered suns of a selfish world Lead us to the loss of selfhood We’ll behave like fucking mirrors in these crowded rooms Make us the reflection of our thirst to consume And let us drown Caught in the shimmer of a misleading world this life becomes mirage And strays at the surface like unable to die Forever captive of our eyes We gaze at the world Our souls as deep as a gaping gulf Covetous of what might be lying elsewhere We worship the feeling born from the whims of a vivid dream and the love of our barren hearts We seek ourselves on a fucking sea of screen Fed of fictions Growing dim Damned to lose ourselves in a maze of lies and mirrors Fed of fictions, growing dim Keeping our eyes shut, facing our own end… …We still believe we’ll be saved Caught in the shimmer of a misleading world this life becomes mirage And strays at the surface like unable to die Forever captive of our eyes
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Feb 20, 2026
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