Constant permutation from what's become habitualnWalls crack and ceilings plummetnMisguided intentions and shadows on the floornDays are a transposed perspective from beforenLiving is easy with eyes closednBut recognition is back breakingnThe skyline has grown blacknAnd our fears more eminentnWe'll watch the trees succumb to embersnNothing more than a distant renderingnAre we ever truly awake?nA repertoire of past mistakesnThe shoreline has grown closer and closernBut our promises more and more vaguenWhat is certain now?nWe are captives of our own doingnWith no one to blame but ourselvesnI cannot begin to fathom the logic that we claim to holdnUnrecognizable facesnSurround in every directionnMy airway has become constrictednThe words just don't seem to surfacenNothing is as easy as it seemsnOr at least it isn't anymorenI've said all I cannAnd you know I've had enough