Bleed Season - Project 86
Trace the chalk and seize the day so
Those old habits never pass away
Commemerate the conception with
The children's debt the retribution
Deaf to self and mute to mind to find muddled wallowing nebulous blind
My crippled confidence chafed away
Without the answers I'm cast astray
My cloud's so thick that I can barely think so reveal to me deadsight deadsight
My cloud's so thick that I can barely think so reveal to me deadsight deadsight
Trace the tree and the veil will flee me
And now I see with salty eyes
Consistent tragedy persisting in me
This disability's my soul's demise
Deaf to self and left to fry
Muddled wallowing nebulous blind
My crippled confidence is chafed away to stay
With the answers I'm pulled astray
The habits laced embrace me
With a cold, chaotic flinch
kiss of old deaths erase me
soft, subtle, inch by inch
Upon my face I lie
Mesmerized cauterized by the blemishes
Frail bandages
Without chance to change
Desperate to rectify imperitive lest to die
Imminent reality on pace downglanced closed-faced
Consistent entrancement staring into empty space with an open wound to clean please cleanse me
Is this my time to feel
Is this my time to breathe
Is this my time to bleed
Change the season
Upon my face I lie
Mesmerized cauterized by the blemishes
Frail bandages
Without chance to change
Desperate to rectify imperitive lest to die
Imminent reality on pace downglanced closed-faced
Consistent entrancement staring into empty space with an open wound decreeing please cleanse me
Is this my time to feel
Is this my time to breathe
Is this my time to bleed
Is this my time to feel
Is this my time to breathe
Is this my time to bleed
I'll never live without you
I'll never see without you
I'll never change without you
truesight.
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