Isolated moments in time remind me of Nervous systems that vessel anger.
This old disorder rarely displays, but brings you back in me.

I see my reflections everywhere I go, only to expose all the truth and bone
That lie beneath the exoskeleton of everything I know

You shine like a thousand suns through every pore, seeping through these calloused hands.
The surfacing
The possession
The embodiment
of a past that will forever live with me; linked as constants and variables.

The reason why you still show slows my breathing. You've brought destruction of a well being. You dug a hole in a spot that used to be filled with so much more.


Chills still pulsing through me, I've never felt so far from home. . Try to find a place to rest my head but I'm still too far from home.

And to think that I can't connect anymore. I see nothing in anyone, and I feel passion for none.

I make attempt after attempt for acceptance, for guidance... but only absence remains. Nothing to fill that spot.

Nothing to fill that spot.

Chills still pulsing through me, I've never felt so far from home. . Try to find a place to rest my head but I'm still too far from home.

There is nothing for me here, left not in a desolate place but a vacant state.
There are oceans between myself and all others.

Chills still pulsing through me, I've never felt so far from home. . Try to find a place to rest my head but I'm still too far from home.

Still too far from home.

Decomposing, sick and alone
Lungs throbbing and bones rotting.
Find my solace and rest my head
From a throne to a deathbed

My time has come, my hope has gone.

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