Peace beneath the heart

Chimes the raven

Wit from song

Habit of thoughts

What we spend our time on

I can't, I won't burn on repeat

The blame, the nod of blinding me

I get nervous, get anxious, I self defeat

Morning bright

Ripe dawn, captured it all

The scowl I wore unaware in repose

Truth bloomed while my feet froze

Not only how I will punish me

Replaced by wounds that aren't so deep

I get nervous, get anxious, I self defeat

To trees that bend and rip

The sidewalk rumbling

Use the dawn, the dusk to reveal

Let it roll, it roll off me

Let it roll off me