Diving
Dying words and puzzled minds
Dying for our riddled times
Screaming years spent causing crime
Screaming rules that couldn’t find
Human reason’s full of fear
Humankind still hides its tears
Indulge this hate before you die
Indulgence lies but it’s worse to try
Proclaim a war over the swings
Growing up in hatreds wings
Proclaim you won when we all lost
We’re fighting good and counting cost
I’m not the one to stand and fight
I’m lost in reason, afraid of light
I’m not the one to help you see
Whatever follows is for me
I cannot rise up from my grave
I’m just the ghost that seeks and craves
Unfinished business with myself
The title comes with a touch of hell
“Must believe I’m the cause of why I fell”
My will to breathe will never go
Until I’m the one that fails to know
Reasons for having a living soul
These reasons live inside the hole
I look inside and feel the snow
I see some light and I follow
I just wrote what has to come
Spinning around is so much fun
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