deep glowing whispers ring amongst our ears
driving deeper into thoughts
patterns form inside

seperate matter from the clouds pouring so hard
a dry secret unleashed
biddings untold

fold your tents fabricated lives in the depths
for oceans past still flood our land
understanding still

not a breath to take or drop to sweat
there is nothing left
your now dry



tug harder
a rip across your inner pathways
changing lanes of trust and guilt to what you now own

past thickens
into jelliton molds hardening inside
very thoughts are dangerous venturing into your abyss

don't turn back
it's too bright in here
so bold and new without shame crossing into your lane

shattered paper
striking through cuts
tearing many holes in you from the inside

symphony plays louder and never fades away
old pathways and molds now so far astray
catch up to whats inside you is dead
or is that the thought, the thought you dread

finishing
hasn't
won

one
has to
stop