Patience

There is a solace

A reason divine

Beneath the breakage of the words we said

In my delusion

You'd open your eyes

But that's a reasonless want of the dead

So tired of failing

Trying to filter these lines

I'm over the reeling

You should pray for...

Patience

Starting with me

No guarantee of the high road

Face it

You're starting to bleed

Caught in the teeth of a real life threat

You are the rope

The crippling coil

Around the neck of every chance we were

And I refuse

To lie here in wait

And see the room begin to fade and blur