Ruptured Reality In An Altered State of Quiet Time

a new breed of clarity is here i take the last knife of my life and carve me a Peace i am replenished and i am reborn all of a sudden i have plenty to say i never meant to use you as a charity source i never intended to push my situation on you with such force all i wanted was for you to kiss the unified sores of my course all of a sudden i beg intently to you to allow me to stay i walk in an uneven rhythm with every steps' tonality low unaware am i of all the prey studying my unknown intentions i pray without notice of noticing individual notice all of a sudden i uncover plenty roles in which to play an old pile of dead weight relingers i catch the last lift from my gift and pour out all i have left i am deminished, and therefore i will be torn all of a sudden i wake up from another dream in even deeper decay