We fear the unknown
and so we build walls
to cower and hide
less our fears be called
Time passes and it's grown
and these walls are not enough
so we lie and we fib
until those words we trust
It's presence rattles our bones
so we close our eyes and ears
try to drown the noise
and replace the feeling with cheer
The fear is ours to own
with nowhere left to run
we've run out of options
so we grab the loaded gun
This is the final tone
do you dig deeper and find release in death?
how did your story end?
did you fight until the very last breath?