A life worth dying for.

What Can I Say

What can I say when I’ve no more excuses to give
When I’ve exhausted every avenue of fear
When I have lost connection to the resolve that keeps me so grounded
When life finally forces me to admit;

I don’t know
I don’t know
I don’t know
For there is nothing to know

What can I know when one must always return and say
I don’t know
What can I do when one must always admit
The reason for action to be empty

I cannot explain why I made so many excuses
I cannot give any answer as to what allowed me to stop giving them either
The flow of life to me seems a mystery
For I tried to listen so many times

And I heard curse upon misgiving upon lies
It was not until I listened to the inner voice
That I was able to differentiate between the lies
To find an ounce of resolve

And with this resolve,
I built a bulwark against the tsunami of circumstance
For those I love
For those which I began to sacrifice for

And in that process, I sacrificed even you
My inner voice
My source of courage and resolve
My truth seeking friend

Now, in this moment
I am lost
I have given away everything I have and am standing in a desert
All truth and no meaning

Let us be friends again
You who I betrayed consciously with good intentions
Please, call me Judas, call me Thomas
Anything which allows me to embrace you once again

Show me the path which brings me into the moment
The path which allows me not to speak
The path which allows me not to justify
Instead, it offers action and truth

I wish for new life
A life worth sacrificing for
A life worth dying for

Zazzo