Gaze upon the seeming ized versionnDesperate diligence uncovering aversionnAnd for the guarantees a stampede escapenLosing it all along the waynnFrom sheltered existence my own stifled experiencenCreating a Ziploc world of makings deliriousnBut I’ve remained pious to the ethics of the daynKeeping beautiful demeanor but writhing for surfacingnnnBut it won’t leave my mindnAlways consuming menI have no other causenCuz this is what I breathennMy patience wearing thinnThe walls are caving innJust let me know the endnCuz this is what I neednnOh I know it’s this or nothing at allnnBut now the adamant being so brave that I once claimed myself to benHas opened his ears and is suffocating from all their questioningnAnd all the swells of a growing doubt pulling me away until I’m without beliefnFearful with no answers for anyone I need reliefnnnSymptoms of a burning rope I’m scared out of my goddamn mindnReassure a fading hope I feel I’m running out of timenImpervious pressure, impending doomnI’m gonna crack karmic cycle your payment is duennSo I say with a final breath…nJust give me this or give me deathnnn