The floor is collapsing, the walls are closing in
time’s passing me by and there’s no end in sight
in the midst of this unstoppable chaos I find myself seeking peace
but there’s nowhere to reach, no place to climb,
no home to stay, and to exist, as I am.

Full of hollow feelings that I may never comprehend soul’s disconnect, from this life grown mundane.
Screaming to deaf ears, voiceless in the constant shouting unbroken but unreachable, safety derived from this weakness.

How do I numb the wound that keeps aching and how do I erase the scars that remain.

Things once so pleasing, now feel so inconvenient trying to conceal all the wrongs through space and time.
My constant thinking, the reason that I can’t stop bleed and still, to sacrifice myself, would be heresy.

How do I numb the wound that keeps aching and how do I erase the scars that remain.

There’s nowhere to reach, no place to climb, no home to stay, and to exist, as I am.

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