[Objective]

Something is growing inside,
can't tell if it echo's my ego or pride.
Can you see it tho? I'm transluscent now.
Is it confusing? How? I guess you don't get it,
which embedded the lie that I'm used to this nuisance.
"Wow!", is what I'm hearing from peers when I speak my mind
and reaffirm all of my fears.
See right through me to a strong but weakened spine.
A seed is planted and it eats me alive.
Start watering pain and adress it as "fine".
The plant breach my structure and climbs to my dome
with its roots devouring pain and made calcium its home.
In effect, is it me or the crop that has grown?
Underneath my skin its leafs tickle my neck,
and feed lies that trickles the wreck and absorb water from sweat.
The tension is set to get it on with attention to threats.
My mind won't mention it yet
and is sworn to a skeleton of regrets.
It's deadly, no use preventing this death
as the night sky luminate what's left of my breath.
I'm facing this, yes. Thus pacing in stress,
but rest assured this guest ain't the end of me yet.
I'd put money on it but I prefer a friendlier bet,
and a healthier debt. Shit, I feel emptier, less...
But standing here naked feels like wearing a heavier dress.
While standing underneath a blue blanket of loss
I hope it won't consume the rest of my thoughts
when it finally blooms and show me
the full extent of its cost.