Staggered

Even in the minimal
The infinitesimal
The firm founding blocks
Of me
Are not to be

And this pride has passed its prime
No longer feel sublime
Instead to be wrecked
To be tested and tossed aside
Is me

I've stood, stayed, and waited
This game, I've played it
And I've made some changes
Yet still
My will
And hope
Is killed

So I swallow these pages
Block out the faces
Try to focus on nothing but the breathing
Can't stop from simmering in my seething
The peaceful covenant within is leaving

So I pull inside to recollect myself
Stay strong tonight, enough for them to tell
Cause I'm staggered, with no control
And I've got to find my ground
Quiet, and poised, and bold
A fox that makes no sound


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I keep catching myself holding my breath. I don't know what that thing is, I think it might be some type of song, but I don't think I'm going to do anything with it. I just need to write.