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It's not yet two days later and I can't tell if I'm suffering
A weight has been lifted
But a new weight is coming which could become blood in brain
In turn becoming blood in body
I am clinging to something as a train thunders by
The only question I had left has now been answered
But I must remember that this can harm nothing else
That much has been proven beyond doubt

Can anything be said out loud about this?
And it would be so loud
It would be so loud
I can't do it here, but at moments I feel it
Has there been any change?
There is worth in too much
Do apologies enter into it?
How did doubts re-arise?
Or did they ever leave?
Perhaps I was pretending

It would be so loud

Am I ever awake to life?
I struggle to see through my eyelids
I need to find a way to be ashamed in front of you
To become numb to yearning
To feel guilt more than shame
Trumpets blare at the back of my mind and all that there is is in muddy half-confusion
What will become of us?
This is too much to bear and beyond this everything will dissolve

Dissolve