Artistic Contemplation

My world moves, who's speaking? who's bleeding? I'm bleeding? I'm bleeding! My demons! a gentle reminders all I need a subtle contemplation on idle tendencies that destroy we reap what is sown, I fear my face who's to say, what's gained what's lost or whom I'm nothing, nothing nothing nothing! I'm here, I'm not please forgive me I'm not here anymore not here not here anymore! I let the sound in I let it destroy me within it's palace I am known, unknown I am healed It pierces all that's vulnerable all that's pained all that's bleeding it makes me whole it makes me lost it makes me gone breath breath breath I can't breath I can't stop Seething Bleeding I seethe I am.. I am.. not here.