Antioch of mine

And when a heavy heart is being added with another weight, patience collapses like the towers of antiquity, walls of the ancients, and the villains of myths. Insanity roams the mind of the mad, whilst it was fine and just when their tongues speak the thorn of truths, and if you reciprocate the same kind of pain you'll be then portrayed as a villain, it forces another's ego to try and do the same, even if the bonds aren't meant to crumble, when a heart is impaled the irrationality that makes us humans gets away like hounds that hunts by the blood, and after a silent war, two pathways emerges, the paved ending or the fixed rekindling of souls. When was it deemed wrong to defend oneself? I don't understand why the world has to be so unstable and have us taste its bitter wrath, sowing seeds of slithering thoughts much of which are concepts of self corruption and acts of betrayal. I will never let anyone disrespect my name, a statue stepped on my entire life.