Every solitary need comes from a chasm
and a tunnels running deep beneath these holes
all you insecurities like and breed inside them

it’s their fascinating greed that
makes you feel
alone


and in the end theres no one left to fault
how it began has left no clues at all


on the road to reparation there is much to loose


you’ve embraced it become complacent now the fear is you
and you trie to replace them but…
and you tried to erase them but…

and you tried to evade them but…
and you tried to delay them but…
no no no end end …