Disillusioned

Well I can’t complain anymore, faith has left out the back door,
And I have nowhere to be, I am stuck in mode: apathy.
I have a date with the mirror, it’s like a machine.
Now there’s no inbetween of life and love.
Dust to dust, crystal clear disintegration of lust.

A sacrifice to make and I can’t count the number of mistakes in this blind leap of faith I’ve taken,
And with every breath I took, a curse or two seemed to disappear.
And with every world, I gained an ounce of truth,
Now I’m here waiting for you, and the day that you’ll come through.

Friday nights end with mistakes, and in time they turned to heartbreak warfare in my mind,
Saturdays, waking up wondering what I’d gotten myself into yet again,
And by Tuesday at one, I’m watching the city lights from up above with you,
Stuck in neutral, Thursday can’t come soon enough.

Those lights brightened thoughts of natural sky,
One that wasn’t clouded in a daze of thought or wishes of annihilated dystopia to a world of happy,
Then when I go to sleep, crashing waves suggest a love that has no room for two.
So what’s it going to be? I’m on your leash.

So please don’t go now, disillusioned talks left me questioning this reality in which we live in,
Tonight I don’t want to give in to a lifestyle that has us living idle.
How I wish this world would change, but it won’t without tough decisions being made,
So don’t even say another word.