My pain still dreams of ways to breathe
Its methodical plans never seem to leave
Like frozen hatred spread through time
In the past and the future where I try to hide
Still unrelenting in this light
I’d blindfold myself only to give it sight
So unrelenting in its cause
So jealous of things that I have now lost
All of these words discard my need
For the quiet repentance has become disease
Much more the sufferer of my thirst
For the silence I found has strengthened my curse
Still in the wake of all I am
With every door I unlock I lose another hand
So distant to the sky I see
Yet every door I’ve unlocked has shown the sky is me
This pain will always find a way
No matter where I can hide it will have its say
Like burning music in my mind
Where everything that I hear is just the hurt inside
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