The constant reminder of solace Haunts my brain like the sour sun Until I find that summer sound I'll keep my heart buried underground Forever driving back and forth Compromising my self worth Degradation of youth and mind Focused on my passing prime The beauty of excessive drab Develop into a tainted scab Rip it, again again again and again In a world where we pretend What's worth fighting for, let it die. Stuck in motion, while lost on course Navigate to the source Of memory and lack of faith Release your hold, As I unfold From nowhere to nothing, so slowly Routine nightmares From nowhere to nothing, so slowly Its mosaic form From someone to something, everlasting Swept to the hollows From someone to something, everlasting Til, I, find, that summer, sound Push back, cascade down, hold on the rhythm that you found. Push back, final note, fade into me