Doubt Is the Glue of Faith

ive said it all yet these pages are staying blank expression sold to silence i wonder why i find my muse has left my island wipe my eyes and dry myself ive amounted to this way where ive said my better days were just a common phase i see more than planning shown deep coves the random go sweet tones the planet crow to each own ive managed more nights fly by and i think about my future am i just another suitor or person living through computers my grandma said im looking lost the infos interpretation here i am adjacent thinking show certification humans can be amazing alas how do i say this? usually a source of shaming is projection starts its grazing sorry call me crazy i feel this somewhat different waiting for an imprint that could bless a golden infant perfection in a bottle, picture perfect in an instant whats the rush running to the other side life so raw, we refined it to a thousand lives concentration trapped the light united a million minds