Am I going insane?
Nothing helps
X-out green remedy
It was the cause in the first place
Every worst-case
The timing's ******' great
Yeah well, I think I'm stronger than this...

Is it bad
or odd
or weird
to want to be
released?

not something i could take in my own hands...
but random chance
or perhaps divine will
i would understand

peace of mind
but at the same time
a longing
for whats to come;
life hereafter

something incomprehensible to all
yet some claim they know
or have faith
that it has been defined;
the definition of infinity,
the indefinite

i believe in metaphors.

Is this all
That comes with this?
Too high up to know the fall,
And blind to what
It really is.

"Destined for greatness"
Yet oppressed to nothingness
A tiny speck
On a tiny speck
Inside a giant, infinite
Tiny speck.

I don't know what's up
But there's something
That just is
And I will not falter
In patience
Of revelation.

I don't know how to leave the spot
Where I stand now
This is where I have always stood.
My feet are callous
From the sharp edges of this place
But I dread to leave nonetheless.
This is my ground, do not take it from me.

Irrational
Detachable
Can't control it
Just gotta deal with it
Though

Impending doom
Gloom
Trapped in this head-box-room
****, dude

Nevermind that though
Need to stop thinkin' 'bout it
But how?
When I didn't choose to
In the first place...