If you’re my ally
I have no axis.
Confiding in the enemy
is what kills me habitually.
yet I'm genuinely surprised.
was hopelessly deluded
into thinking you were someone else
the person i wanted you to be
and though my blindness is fading
this wisdom is leaving me hollow.
my soul, losing ignorance, has nothing to cling to
no hope for reason and rationale  
just sifting through my intellect clouded with fear
wanting peace that wont last
because we're feeding the war thats fought in our minds.
It's not physical, what we're doing.
this isn't an emotional sport.
those feelings are on a back burner dying
and i'm trying to comprehend your logic
matching it against my own
to decipher just who in this world I  can call an ally
if my own thoughts betray me then it makes sense
that this world is revolving on an axis.