The clock indicates time.
But endlessly eternally lost,
Swallowed in a black hole.

One of my own making,
My own doubts and fears collide
Cataclysmically, a Vortex to all near.

Leaving me barren, battered and bruised.
Gave my all but still got used.
I effervesce...
No. I sublimate.

All my doubts I hope to
Eliminate.
Fears to strength I'll
Stimulate.

Give me back my soul,
Build me,  
But I'll make myself whole.

When you held me,
Half you made me
And from truth you severed me
But to lies you tethered me.

Like a storm you'll weather me,
Savour the taste of your saviour.
And lost I lost all favour.