Trace the chalk and seize the day so 

Those old habits never pass away 

Commemorate the conception with 

The children's debt the retribution 

Deaf to self and mute to mind to find muddled wallowing nebulous blind 

My crippled confidence chafed away 

Without the answers I'm cast astray 

My cloud's so thick that I can barely think

so reveal to me dead sight dead sight 

Trace the tree and the veil will flee me 

And now I see with salty eyes 

Consistent tragedy persisting in me 

This disability's my soul's demise 

Deaf to self and left to fry 

Muddled wallowing nebulous blind 

My crippled confidence is chafed away to stay

With the answers I'm pulled astray 

The habits laced embrace me 

With a cold, chaotic flinch kiss of old deaths erase me soft, subtle, inch by inch 

Upon my face I lie Mesmerized cauterized by the blemishes 

Frail bandages Without chance to change 

Desperate to rectify imperative lest to die 

Imminent reality on pace down glanced closed-faced 

Consistent entrancement staring into empty space

with an open wound to clean

please cleanse me

Is this my time to feel 

Is this my time to breathe 

Is this my time to bleed 

Change the season 

I'll never live without you 

I'll never see without you 

I'll never change without you true sight