Staving off Truth

Grasping at the edge

Somewhere on the other side

Tending the sleeping ground

Clutching to the knife

Slipping out of day

Machinery drowning out

Fortress inner world

Staving off the doubt

Wrestling memories

Hold the past in broken arms

Shards cut to the quick

Before the cruciform

Morning star is the dawn

Cast the shadow of the cross

Groping in the dark

For answers to the loss

Are we waiting just to leave?

Is there an answer which eludes?

We stand upon a floating world

Simply staving off the truth