Where have the world gone to? Suddenly I am trapped within these four falls. Listeninh to melodic sermons that seems to speak to me. Somewhere a pin drops and shatters my illusion.
But who wants to be sane anyway? And all I feel... catalogued in some data bank within me. But you know when push comes to shove, you wouldn't trade this reality for perfection. There is something rich about all of this. How do I explain modern warfare is all done with words?
So as I put on my faded combat and sharpen my pencils. I just know that sometimes it takes these blood and tears. Reassure nothing. There are some things I know I should do. And sometimes the thing that feels so inherently wrong, is the right thing to do.
The rain is heavy and falls without fail every single night. Like most things it is the change of season.
For once I have nothing to prove and everything to lose. How do I explain I am ready? Because at some point I got up. I walked that lonely winding road and when it ended I missed it. Truth over dare each and every time. Change is overrated. Patience is control.
Ready? Let's do this. Close our eyes. Count to ten and then open them. I am still here.
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