This unending cycle Swirl of uncertainty Will be the death of me and cease my spirit to rest Wall clouds of deceit descending down upon this shattered heart Remnants of what once was alive to bleed Infinite wisdom ceases to exist inside this realm of hate Have I become this numb to the one who loves? A whirlwind spun of fear Sirens echoing claustrophobia In the distance you hear how this was designed to desecrate all that youve ever known Uncertainty becomes me as I wander aimlessly I must break free Destroy these chains that bind me Create a storm to change my world I know your grace still abounds I know your well still flows No matter how far I may stray You are right there to lead me home Rotation Held by Gods own hand Rotation Revived from shame.....
rotation, uncertainty, cease, claustrophobia, abounds