Yeah. . Time released security. Controlled dose of tranquility. Forgetfulness washes over me. Put to rest the voices of insanity. . Only the cinders remain.
Scream out against the glass. The sound reflected unable to escape. Desperate to connect. Lashing out at words that fail to appear. . Bound in silence.
We are given the gift of creation. . We are given. All of the light. And purity of the universe. . We are the ones. Who will create. The snarling beasts of human nature.
A crack forms in the foundation. Well fault line through your defenses. Illuminating the essence. Once clouded by the myth. . Store bought conformity.
Impermanence is always swift. Treasures of this world are fleeting. Our eyes blinded from the gift. Within the way there lies the meaning. . All natures are pure.
Where has it gone?. Have all of the words escaped?. Inspiration on demand. Emotions all displaced. . And I will wander endlessly. Seeking all the answers that I let slip through my fingers.
The ghosts of past failures. . Facing the reality. Of our own imperfections. . The waves crash without warning. Overwhelmed and short of breath. Never able to escape.
Man has programmed himself to die. A death wish has been ingrained. Almost with our first breath. We are taught to expect our last. . Science has done its best to choke off.
When you never know. Is when it's always there. It seemed so clear. . The slightest touch. To catch the breath. It turns it all around. . Single path that I can see.
I feel the cold hands upon me. Recollection of my betrayal. . My betrayal. My betrayal. . It is not the pain inside yourself. That tears the deepest wounds.