To A Bitter Halt

faintly arisen / tenderly torn dreamlike decision, unconsciously born firm in conviction yet tempt me they can deny me of trust and a demon
I hide a drive to be less than the fortunate a dream in the casket of eden crave that which you do not desire cling tightly to your deepest fear
I rose the greatest monument again and again
I bear the greatest treasure of time and a word treson spilt on the loneliest of graves desperation dealt the losing hand again wherein lie the purpose of the day? ës there return in sadness? does your ceiling differ much from mine where we see each other here in this light is that pillow more than a frame that holds the chaos fast? now his hand a fist gain control silence fell and eyes now widened filling up the strength collapsing capable of the ending froze in the tracks brought to a bitter halt on the floor it seems the steps are showing left a print just like it did in me what has been and what will be never care 'cause
I was in between as
I said with on efoot in loneliness you hide here in me