“Solitary”

Champagne glasses that break at will

The measurement of man, making sure he can dream still

Insomnia lies beside

A devilish fever with subordinates lacking the confidence that get set aside

For ego, there is more water under the bridge

See how relentless they get

Bottomless pit, perishable because you react off of pride

The book of life…two souls that co-exist under the third eye

Mirrored conversations about who am I

The conquest for inner peace, but please beware of the suit and tie

Pieces that shadow over the tree with no room to spare

It’s suicide…

The man drinks the poison so he can feel the burn

Badges of defiance in humiliation, it’s moral code

The cadence of so and so

Inbox to vent the standards that we all know

Wasted away, in his mind it’s a dangerous parade

No wonder that they’re all afraid