justification comes at times with no end
frustration being an underdeveloped element of desire
the keys design lying within unrequitted love
the lock a cold and indecisive heart
morality in vain conceded against avoidance
I lye here in wait
a vein pumping something free to me
conceit or grandiose uncertainty
the concoction two parts me
one part deceit
nothing is ever truly uncertain
I've remembered my name
though I can't remember my face
but yours is within it somewhere
these eyes feel pain
though they never show it
but that is my fluent exception
in my constant fight for redemption
I only see what I care to breathe
lately I've been breathing laboriously
suffocation is in the weight of time
I just have to wait for mine