Rolo Tomassi
The Scales of Balance
Temperamental, faltering foundations
I feel it slide, collapsing from the inside

Uneasily I’ll find my feet, I’ll remain capable
Reinforced for now, but it’s still perishing

My discomfort directs me, vexed by irrational scrutiny
Assuring plagues of despair, articulated fears

Inflicting such pitiful catastrophes
Sabotage my subconscious, sparing me

Drained and dragged, confined in my mind
Unraveling twisted reasoning
Shining forth, drawn to this glow
Unfortunate for the tormenting

Far behind I’ll see, this falling short of everything
Far behind I’ll see, there is cause for release
Far behind I’ll see, the lack of ability to collide
Far behind there will be no remorse this time
Far behind I’ll see, this falling short of everything
Far behind I’ll see, there is cause for release
Far behind I’ll see, the lack of ability to collide
Far behind there will be no remorse this time