Wyatt Epple

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Life is nothing but soundwaves and hypnotics
Knocking you unconscious and telling you what joy is
Singin' about what you gotta do to make a living
Brainwashin' everyone to never do somethin' different
...

A bloodless revolution takes over the remainder of my being
as my soul yearns for a new life.
A relentless altercation between me
and myself
...

A shining light of hopeful love
Has blossomed in my heart
As feelings of a darkened past
Diminish.
...

4.

The mental blackness of the deafening blast
The plentiful rush of arctic glass
Stamping out the senses.
Now finally weathered by the coolness
...

A struggle as the sun hath always risen
Across the somber vision of my brain
I loathe to leave the warmth of my gentle prison
For the unseen, hectic battlefield again.
...

Though I work
my body is still weak.
As is my mind
my soul
...

Though I am shrouded and enveloped in light
the blackness that formerly overtook me
has reared its head into my soul;
Alive.
...

8.

As fear sinks its claws deep into my skull,
I lose my grasp on reality.
I lose my grasp on reality and my ability to do what is right.
And as those claws grasp ever tightly, my humanity slips away.
...

I tell of the day that my Love, she hath died,
This day that no hope I could sing
The day that the Lord now hath banished me
And the Devil uncurleth his wings.
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It's Like That

Life is nothing but soundwaves and hypnotics
Knocking you unconscious and telling you what joy is
Singin' about what you gotta do to make a living
Brainwashin' everyone to never do somethin' different

And we all just scream, 'cause there's nothin' we can do
Well, that's what we tell ourselves and someday it'll be true
Because we tie ourselves down with things we hate to do
With friends who hate our music, and girls who hate our style
With nasty tastin' beer, and we'll just sip it all the while.

See life is like that beer, you just drink to meet the goal,
And when the morning comes, you feel like you ain't got no soul.

So now we're trudging through the trenches, we're lookin' for the end
But what we'll never see is that that end is just a bend
In the road that leads to joy, our journey's never over.
So now we keep on rollin', so much worse because we're sober
And we just sippin' on that beer, and swiggin' that cheap booze
So that we never know our issues, we'd never know we lose.

(7/14/13)

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