Literature
Normal
Thrown through the altar, bearing sigils of sins No consent, no hope, no fucking freedom A rare fantasy floating to reality The catalyst is begging for blood rivers By merely existing I'm not crazy, I'm not in need of help; I simply want to feel the essence of life, Cradle the meaning of joy, and be on the Same level of Eden as everyone I love Punishment for this flesh prison and a Veil for those privileged angels That's why fear was crammed into the corners, Paving the way for blades, poisons, and death treats So many ways to wither away So many beliefs that endorse agony Surely, I'll be normal once I'm on The other side