Crushed under the weight of endless inertia
Weakening the waning fire, this baleful disparity
And I see a husk
Empty and so fragile
Left here forever
Or just left behind?
Death comes in infinite increments
The soul not muddied with a single thought
But come destruction or what must
There always will remain a husk
Searing white dissonance scalding the soul
Pathways trodden down one too many times
Laid bare in the landscape before
Leading a thoughtless traveler into darkness once more
Death comes in infinite increments
A life not muddied with a single thought
But come reconstruction or what must
Be it by choice or not there will always…
Remain a husk
Empty and fragile
Left here forever
Or just left behind?
This I shall carry unto death (Let go)
This I shall let go (unto death)