Backbone

Dim lighting hides the scene so well It's truly frightening These walls grow taller by the day No words make sense and There's only one way to amend the backbone I've left laying around, gathering dust New branch Perspective Warm touch of grace Yet winds blow colder Fierce thunder in its wake While raging powers reign There's no truth nor shame You know it all makes sense A mind depraved Still reaching out to find a meaning A revelation guiding home Worn out to wear the armour of the vivid While stumbling on the winding road Striving Struck to the ground Gather pieces and rebuild Feature Persistent Gather pieces and rebuild