I burn calendars when time moves slow due to pain
The longest moment then occurs through the fall of a grain
On hourglasses, I wish that I could reverse its path and
Send it backwards to back in time when I could claim my satisfaction...
Has it… been an hour or a day?… I kneel and pray…
The past echoes in my present state…
Keep my head above water wait…
I've got a weight on my ankle while water levels elevate I need to levitate to get a break…
What'll go first? Me or the chain…
It hurts, it couldn't be worse or could it?
Cut it, amputate me from my life's mistakes…
It's like a tumor that has grown over my former face...
The mirror never lies right?
So now I’m seeing my life through malicious eyesights awake at twilight
Prep’ing for work, rectifying yesterday with sorrow…
A bad day… praying for a, better tomorrow...

When these 24 hours start to feel like weeks
Wide awake after midnight, I cannot sleep
Wide awake after midnight, I cannot sleep
When these 24 hours start to feel like weeks x2

If thoughts are sins I’m going to hell I already know this clearly
If thoughts are sins you’re going to hell that means that you’ll be near me
If only God can judge me then who’s the jury?...
Who’s gon’ justify this man’s fury?...
Who’s gon’ be the one to stand near me?
If hell is hot then heaven’s cold like a frozen heart inside a soul
Every heart, beat breaks a part of your brittle arteries off
Little ice, crystals fall to the Earth in a flurry melt and be gone…

Break

Commitment is a battle, commitment is a fight
Commitment never sleeps, commitment’s day and night
Commitment takes blood, commitment takes tears
Commitment builds lives, it sacrifices years (repeat)

When these 24 hours start to feel like weeks
Wide awake after midnight, I cannot sleep
Wide awake after midnight, I cannot sleep
When these 24 hours start to feel like weeks x2

(Vitality)
a new dawn arrives
and my tired hands
expand like a broken heart
that never plans
to find forever
when the sun goes down
i pick up my head
and i look around
where the dead are dead
and they ain't coming back
strength i find
in compassion i lack
will get me home
yet crack its foundation
this distance is armor
and this amazing
new lease on life
comes with a price
my skin ages where
somebody's light
colors my grey
and i walk away
where the end of the earth
will never say
there's room to grow
a black rose bestows
the gift of life
right beside the low
side of a high
that makes time a threat
and hinges the trap doors
my love reflects
the day is long
but it is done
and a blank page
becomes the one
sense of pure
that gets me home
my soul is dim
and i don't own
a wholesome life
or sleep at night
i lost you where
the road looks like
the echo chamber
of a tear
that don't exist
as if your fears
and my bad habits
take the hand
of the other
as they stand
before tomorrow
a bizarre
sky above
a falling star
becomes a wrinkle
on my face
a thin line between
the time i waste
and dying happy
is the ingenious
skeleton of distance
that lies between us