If we fail
Falling we glide
Toward the next step
A new motivation flies
Clearing the distance and screaming a sigh
Thats another love gone by
So now
I walk within an ether glow
Seeing only within a veil the shroud

I speak only to those in the know
And hold my tongue lest i be proud

I hear the flowing delight of sound
But obsidian eyes follow me round
Yelling paranoia an still climbing down

But as above, below we find
A growing desperate glitching mind
Over matter though, an easy night
Black an white
No wrong or right
Nothing lost
nothing found
All the while
Never a frown
Never to stir
Belonging to no one
No yellowy brown
Not him
Not her
No trust
No lust
All guilt
All repression
Sorted into individual moods
Precognition
Quiet unmoving
Cant flinch too soon

A predilection towards a stoic nature
Depression doesnt mix well
Being the Stone is safer.