if you have ever floated then you know what it is like
to be detached from everything that comes into your sight
and maybe others point it out with fingers taint the same
to fuse the con you're endlessly rejecting in your brain
for lesser is the cost of doubt than faith gone fully blind
and challenged be the character of those we leave behind
my only hope is tangled up but still alive and well
I can't imagine giving up is something left to sell
a monetary gain is but a temporal reprieve
from all the things we want to claim as normalcy believed
considering perimeters are widely broken down
when other peoples' circumstance is all the more profound
so may we beg the question, will we fall asleep and die
or wake up with the sun as though we never closed our eyes