Locked myself in for too long
got comfortable with Ignorance
he took over emotions' place
there was not any pain
I had to kill
there was not any memory
I had to bury
I was fine, coming in
til I breathe in the past
of my companions
brought life to the issues
I thought were sleeping dead
but they slashed my throat
wanted me to suffer again
shoving me to the edge
to become the person I was
or be dead
I can not shall not
be as weak as I used to be
falling at every corner I take
when breathing
I should be strong
stopping bullets or swords
that want to leave holes in me
I can not bow down
to the essence of breaking down
but it is the essence of me living
So here I am
laying in the grave
I long dug
foretold this moment
when I first met Pain
she reminded me every second
she can that it is all just an illusion
and that reality is beneath us all.
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