Focus Shift

I think I just forgot To pick up the shells From a recent discharge And you took the blame Explanations falter To ears fallen deaf Wherever I go I get lost A reference to something That both of us knew A nothing that favours the few In the darkness electric we see Of the silence that's spoken tonight I think I have lost my language Whatever I've said I deny I think I have lost my way Whatever was missing is gone I let my focus shift Your face is a map I fail to discover Drowned in the sound, so lost in the order It's an understated word, the un-breaking knowledge Interlocked and holding, a stalemate to break I take hold of the flame that unites In the silence that speaks to me now I think I have lost my language Whatever I've said I deny I think I have lost my way Whatever was missing is gone I let my focus shift I struggle to find the words that negate my meaning I fail to comprehend what message is given I decline the sleight of hand that leads to rejection An attempt to find closure with no sense of pride Drown the fury and swallow the fire Drown the fury Swallow the fire I think I have lost my language Whatever I've said I deny I think I have lost my way Whatever was missing is gone I let my focus shift

Submitted by Pestilence — Apr 24, 2025

This is a ghost town We lie on the edges of failure's fled Lead on by shining faces, levelling extremes What used to be, our humility is gone Walk around, with skull and bones We're living just to die I see more moments indict of decision The windows are our lights It is the only place I know, where death is most alive It is where truth is turned to lie, where death is most alive Set flame to the ensnarers, we'll pierce their wooden shield Branded by what claims you You wear the mark of death In death and loss and agony, a character defined Stripped of all the tragedy What life is left to fight Go now, until there's nothing left Go now, the dying has begun It is the only place I know, where death is most alive It is where truth is turned to lie, where death is most alive So I flee from all that is me To hide behind this pale, dead face Whatever happened to desire, want and need Whatever happened to integrity Imagination is a cause in all of this Whatever happened was left behind This is a ghost town Our bodies scattered in the streets Go now, to never return I've seen more pitiful humiliation That you could never hide It is the only place I know, where death is most alive It is where truth is turned to lie, where death is most alive

Submitted by Lake of Tears — Apr 24, 2025