Don't tell me what is lost on me
I know yet i stand at this precipice
Untied and deeply divided
It's a forgone conclusion
The ability to speak yet hear
Is an unforseen illusion
so stop
defining what you are not
or telling me there is nothing
but forgones and bygones and whatnot
It burns
It hurst so bad sometimes
But it's the only part of me that still yearns
Judge lest ye be judged and all that bullshit
I'll stand to the measure.
Unproven
Unquestioned
Yet I know
If truth be a scale
I'd balance that ledger.
No nothings but nonsense aside,
There is something
A common denominator
Try hard to fight
To kick scream bite
And deny
There is a rythm
but i got it
It poisons my soul
leaves me deeply divided.
