Deep Wells

Handed to the Thousands

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I've lost my bearings in a familiar place,
Caught here staring through the space of a past life.
It's all been said and done.
I've found myself, I find myself,
I'm finding out that I won't ever have it all figured out.

To be built up, to be destroyed, to progress colorfully.
My head swells and these lines pour out from me like dreams,
Into my own deep wells. I'm delving deeper,
Gathering the nerve to bite down and swallow my own shadow.
To become one with all the sadness and dark
That's made me hesitate til now.
The choice to drown is mine alone.