Radio Silence

I have nothing remaining of the things I once had Perhaps it's for the better, even though bonds are broken Once upon a time, things were much more simple The clock is ticking, no time for backward movement Shifting amongst the deep ulterior Not knowing why the radio silence There's no reason for this encounter Or lack thereof I beg to differ Only so long can I handle Just before I break and dismantle Shifting amongst the deep ulterior Not knowing why the radio silence What's the purpose when I possess the essence of knowing? When I last recalled, there's nothing more There was no way to tell this was breaking At this time, what the f*ck am I fighting for? Shifting amongst radio silence