Against all odds I find strength in ambiguity The reverie pulls me As the crash cracked my soul I keep moving The incision widens As my knowledge deepens The path is more defined I don’t slip off the curvature of promises Red Jumpsuit Apparatus said it best Can I ever encompass the realization in between those lines The intensity The power The betrayal I’ll try my best, sure But will the punch hit Will the after effect make you woozy Will you lose all sense of what was real I’m not sure I fight between a plot twist Or an uppercut with a closed fist Maybe I speak plainly, The bruise did Showcasing my past My present My future Which blow was more deadly?
Face Down
