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A Lack Of
another spiral, another rut
another reason to keep my mouth shut
nothing's wrong, but nothing's right
just keep those lips sealed up tight
no reason to trouble others over nothing at all
no reason to let them know you want to fall
back into old habits, self-destructive urges
even if it no longer comforts, it still purges
these feelings of unease, of doubt, of hopelessness
and brings on the crystal clarity of numbness
the beautiful peace of not thinking of what could have been
what should have been, what might be, and a past of sin
a self contained, self perpetuated, self destruction
built from the ground up, it's my construction
of a lack of courage, a lack of faith, a lack of grace
a lack of strength, a lack of anything but disgrace
detached, devoid, destroyed, better off avoided
the only waters in which he's been anointed
are the waters of chaos, bringing doubt
into any life he touches, these things begin to sprout
