Stasis

Am I so bold to hold the cards or fold them under pressure
Would you suggest that I confess or hide behind my gestures
I need some space to pray break the greyscale
Shades'll fade away and I aint made of chain mail
I'm an organism, form absorbed by poor decisions
Bordering distorted course of actions and a horde of visions
Wield a sword to slit my wrists and pour the words into my writtens
Slip into a world instead of spittin' I can sit and listen
I wrote a book with lies and followed all the pages from it
Then force fed the horse head enough to break the stomach
I often stated postulating what's the cost of saving
Life when it's another fuckin cancer that we're operating
I'm intoxicated waste my brain is oscillating
Elevating thoughts that scoff and just wont stop debating
A problematic attack stacks my cerabellum
A hundred thousand answers I just don't know where to get em