Refluence
If there were eyes
There be no sky to witness
No constellation is site
No air between us
So bite your tongue
Let the regret drip from your Teeth
The tick tok of the core it mocks
Triggered by a naked thought
Left hidden by a hardened hide
Reinforced by the things I left behind
Biding my time along the edge
Waiting for the tide to come forth
Take me away
Limb by limb
Breathing in
I surrender
With no time
There'd be nothing to pass
With nothing to pass
I shall grow
If there were eyes
There be no sky to witness
No constellation is site
No air between us
So bite your tongue
Let the regret drip from your Teeth
Writer/s: Michael Truhart, Adam Serrano
