Threshold - Intellectual

[Verse 1]

I’m sitting in an almost empty room again

From the leaking tap, the droplets crash like restless thoughts in rain

They scatter in the corners, jump on couches, climb the chairs

And every one of them is whispering a question in the air

But giving answers feels like waking up a hive

And I’m as hollow as these walls that barely keep me alive

Two chairs standing like a doorway to my mind

The open window lets the weather shake the truth I try to hide

[Pre-Chorus]

And that old wooden creak brings this silencе back to life

As if it’s begging me to look insidе before I lose the fight

[Chorus]

Give me strength to cross that line

Through the dusty gates I’ve feared to face in time

Is it fear that’s holding tight to me

Or is it my own hand refusing to break free

I’ve been feeding aching thoughts with pills

And giving strangers power over how my heart should feel

No more shadows telling lies to me

I want to see what waits behind that threshold finally

[Verse 2]

What else is this if not a spiritual decay

Losing my own doorway like an orphaned castaway

Should I tremble at the gates and stay outside

Or find a spark of hope that still survives on the other side

Put something warm against the drafts I breed within

Survive the storm of thoughts I keep beneath my skin

Make peace with patience, grow a garden in my chest

Stop swallowing the scraps they proudly label “love” at best

[Pre-Chorus]

Still I’m sitting in this almost empty room

While droplets keep on breaking in the gloom