The Mist

Could we,
Could we have gotten this whole thing wrong?
Costly of ourselves to stay here that long.
Maybe it's better to stop and move on.
To clear our minds of all this.

Slowly we falling down
Into the darkness, you follow me.
Despite the lack of stability,
You wanna carry on.
Maybe you're right, and I have been wrong,
Negative patterns that's keeping me ruminating,
Illuminating all the fear
That entangled my soul, heart, and my body and mind.
Taking a dip in the poison and losing control,
One sip at a time.
Look at these changes,
Look at these feelings that surfaced and bubbled up,
Feeling so dangerous.
All of a sudden, I snap,
The tears in your eyes, I'm sorry—
That's not how I wanted to act.
Shouldn't assume, next time I'll promise I'll ask.
All of the weight I'm carrying,
Draining my stamina.
Juggling, lacking in balance,
But somehow still managing.
Shit.
Need to take a little break,
Burning my bridges and cutting my brakes.
Stimulated by the past, stimulated by the pain,
Crazy how one day faith is so strong,
Now it's all gone.
Even true love can be tamed.
Nothing remains.

Could we,
Could we have gotten this whole thing wrong?
Costly of ourselves to stay here that long.
Maybe it's better to stop and move on.
To clear our minds of all this.

Creaking floors and howls,
It's my poltergeists haunting me now.
They've come far and followed,
Like cats stalking fowl.
They're searching and hungry for more self-doubt.
I'm obviously not yet fully rid of them.
Preach self-love, then sabotage myself
By not feeling like a beasty boy.
Sometimes feeling like a failed attempt.
Vines dig roots in my fundament,
Making it more beautiful and brittle,
While the candlelight inside flickers softly,
Casting guidance in this emptiness.

Could we,
Could we have gotten this whole thing wrong?
Costly of ourselves to stay here that long.
Maybe it's better to stop and move on.
To clear our minds of all this.

Pensive and patient,
Too young for complacence,
But getting too old
To sit back and await
For my future, my fate.
Learned from making mistakes,
Without magic or fortune
To set all the stakes.

Could we,
Could we have gotten this whole thing wrong?
Costly of ourselves to stay here that long.
Maybe it's better to stop and move on.
To clear our minds of all this.

Drifting through these waters,
Drowning—almost.
And then we remerged and surfaced.
It's crazy, the pain I once avoided,
Now it guides me to my purpose.
A light within the darkness,
Broke it down, allowed my mind to slowly fall apart,
Observing as we plunge to the depths
And greet death,
A change within our hearts.
It's beyond me now that guides my step
As we embark.

Everything changes,
Even within the moments of stagnation.
I find myself staring out to the abyss.
I wonder what I'm waiting for.
To the uncertainty, I've become accustomed—
It's the familiar I resist.
The distance between us and our goals,
The sacrifices made and the opportunities missed.
The ghosts of the past, still singing, still clinging,
Still tryna pull us back to mist.