once again
I'm riddled with the task of peretrobating my thoughts
back to the foundation
in which my paranoia was forged
so i long the thoughts of end
solely secluded- its a lie.
to each his own, or so I've been told
along the scenes past
a journey never ending,
this tiresome moment annulled
why then- do i have mass beliefs and opinions
that do [bad word] from wit of my mind, soul or heart
courage and strength are shields of which ive never bore in the battle of wills and might's of mortal [bad word] down
so content with delirium in the fetal position
I've lost my will to fight,
drained my will to live
die before my time
sink slowly
i will rise
sinking
i will never travel brandishing a sharp tongue at a fear piercing my own heart.

a glimpse of motion
I've lost my will to fight,
drained my will to live
die before my time
sink slowly
i will rise
sinking
i will never travel brandishing a sharp tongue at a fear piercing my own heart.

a glimpse of motion
i perceived in journey