I feel the sky dim
An aura that hymns
My perpetual sins.
Aren’t I cast out by faith, glorious sovereignty
then erase me
As I’m only just a memory
No one could hear the sound of my screams
“When the fuck will I find clarity?”
I am the tide pulling you in
The echo resonating into your lungs
Immersed inside of you
Can you hear me now?
Can you feel me now?
Disposition of a constant being
We shift through the masses engulfed by our chances as our life passes.
The fear of doubt is one I cannot live without.
In my mind, intwined, inside, in sight. I just can’t see why I; why I? Take these lies while I can rip this mask and find out this last love, lust, is just a fuss in trust. When there is no us its just a ghost, you see, the apparent being; an apparition beam. Though, the light darkens my heart hardens and now I’m awake. And for the first time in my life I can now breathe. Breathe in this toxin, locked in a box and screaming, scratching, passing out from the clout that I will never forget about. I’m torn you see, I need to be reborn to be, who I sought out to believe. Where there is no you and me is make believe in this stale reality.