Testo The Void Awaits

Two shores exist within my line of sight,
neither is wrong, yet neither is right.
The guilt is creeping out from inside my lungs,
my diaphragm collapses and consumes everyone.
Indecision feeds me to the mouth of the bay,
the reef pulls me in. All thoughts become grey.
The lights are receding, this remarkable feeling is void.
The void awaits. Two shores exist within my line of sight,
neither is wrong, yet neither is right.
The guilt is creeping out from inside my lungs,
my diaphragm collapses and consumes everyone.
Indecision feeds me to the mouth of the bay,
the reef pulls me in. All thoughts become grey.
The lights are receding, this remarkable feeling is void.