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