Everlasting

Something burns the soul through everlasting 

changes in my thinking I do not know, is time really passing?

your image is sinking into the lasting

words are to timid for speaking, so they turn into acting.

Am I just sitting contemplating all you are asking?

or can I think for myself without this relapsing.

the buisiness of health is chasing the casting of life itself.

So where am I lacking?

I look to the flow of energy surpassing.

what I have is growth and the willingness to be mask free.

everything I can conger will substantiate happy

the balance that is offered is here for the grasping 

just put down all else to retain what is classy

lifting the fog helps when surrender is the last thing

that could ever save your life

But you don't have to ask me

Defeat brings the light and I got here gasping