Hard to find your way
When your eyes are blurred with colour
Lost in a world where you feel found
Mind counting the timeless hour
Walls of security’s foundations vibrating
You are God without any power
A weed that grows from a crack in the ground and blooms-
Is a weed?
Or, a unique flower?
The meaning of life?!
Where’s my place in the grand scheme?
Does the answer lie in the white powder?
Twist logic, until you ring out all the mess
Breathe deep, until you unlock the chest
Soak up all the liquid, until there’s everything left
Nobody decides the last breath
Follow the rabbit
You hold the key to the end
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