Guiding the North Star

In a world of such complex pathways we all feel lost.

No one could ever understand your directions

They used to be crystal clear

But they've been smeared by all the fingerprints

Of wanderers along your obscured path

Our messages all got tangled in their journeys from

mouth to ear

White noise is filtered out as I submerge my head

Beneath the ocean I can't seem to escape

Pathways are scarce down here, and no one needs to find

their own way,

No one wants to explore their own fate

The current takes them to where they should be

It's easier than to realize who you are, or that you've

made a mistake

In a place where isolation washes through your lungs

Like acid and leaves you empty and burning

My message was crystal clear

But it's been muted by all the footsteps

Of wanderers along this obscured path

Our images all got distorted in their journeys through

our memories

If I don't respond, it's because I can't hear you, and

my brain is turning red

From being alienated for so long

I think I might have been abandoned under the surface

This way they can't hear me screaming

This way they can't feel me biting

This way they can't feel me scratching

This way they can't hear me

The sounds are far quieter in a world where no one

lives

The pain is much fiercer when you can't force someone

else to feel it

If the earthen course would have taken me through

bitter wars and meager comforts

At least I would have never known

The loneliness I failed to endure

Whose vastness reaches past the depths of the sea I

have drowned myself in.