A Vacillant Breath by errant Lyrics

It isn’t time yet
The path extends along
There has been empty suffering
There has been too much stillness

I have fallen into every trap you set

Some while I was stepping back
There is never grace in the ways I react
And crumble

If there is a method to hide how deeply I have failed
I’ve yet to learn it

If there is merit found in my presence here
It is a secret that will die after me

All of this silence
Lends a voice to the darkest thoughts in my head
My tired aching mind
Can muster awful threats
Through the panic and crippling static

I look for hope in poison and in sleep
I am grateful for the fleeting moments
Where I don't feel anything

I am a sunk cost without fallacy
My best endeavors are doomed to fail
Inherently