Compartmentalized

I guess that's picturesque enough
Those words frozen in time
I'm looking at them as they bleed, in the sun
trickling down the mountainsides
It's a crime
It's sublime

Blurred patterns take their place
They're stolid in their ways
Won't take another step
Clouds like dressing in their greys

Bold commitments and budding doubts
Been burning Hope, and I'm running out
Faulty ceilings, built in the past
I never thought that I'd be back so fast

Caught in the know
Blank faces everywhere
Did you really think this is doing fine?
When you dig too deep
You're lying
You're dying

-NH

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