I've separated myself from anything and everything.
I live on the possibility that things will ever change

I'm stuck in an endless moment and a hum persist.
i'm stuck in an endless moment and the doubt persist

It's a cascade of doubt that runs my vision.
It's a moment of self that makes the division.
I could've turned back and went the other way,
but my gut told me where the cards needed to lay.

Life's dull blade carves away at the bone.
The constant hum slowly fades to a drone.
The pressure proceeds and proceeds.
But you can't hurt what can't bleed.

Nothing leaves this room.
I've settled in and now I'll stew.
Time screeches to a halt.
c need to point the blame and find the faults.