Observations swirling out of any control
Void and space seemingly leave all aspects of self aside
Quickly hide this side of yourself from gleaming envious eyes
There is hope bound to the centre of my chest
It may be foolish
My heart needs rest
Reciprocity against an apparition's faulty word
Look at it, the shape absurd
Sceptic situations circle around you closing in
A tantalizing thought would leave most captured by a radiated sin
Smash the atoms against my skin
The edge of chaos
The edge of a whim
Only the savage rеgard the endurance of pain as a mеasure of worth
Insulted?
Of course you are
Are you righteous?
Are you deserving?
Are you blameless?
Without fault
Righteous, deserving
Rotting, yet providing
An exemplary display of your own fault
Negligence
What is this sound I am hearing in my head?
How long can I keep these words unsaid
Generosity, senses struggling to reassume
The constant flow that made you
Hiding from the shining light
Encapsulated by sight
Terrifying poison vines
Thriving towards the centre of the earth
The edge of your own free thought
What comes after this?
Who will fix your full and tired eyes?
Who will fix the constance in your lies?
Let your sensibilities guide you softly
It’s a special kind of feeling
That I will never understand
It's here
And yet I feel myself not feeling anything at all
What a remarkable phenomenon, why are you taking this to heart?
I will wait with you one night longer
I will wait with you for one night longer
With the wind at your back
You shall travel home