I'm ready for a new scene to be born
we have got to disqualify the need of encasing what we believe to be the truth
it seems so dire this struggle that I drew for fun just lost in flight
so far from waking life once inert to be known
I'm digging out on my own to gather glimmers that hold up this bleeding day beauty bound
will I know when it's free?
just trapped caught tacked in positioning to wilt