VII Precognition Ignition

Closeted aggression thrown into submission Still a detonation is eminent I have become my own apocalypse And now And now the script is flipped But I'm the still the one dragging down this sinking ship Am I the captain of this vessel Am I the captain of this vessel Or am I merely a steward of misery Denying a peace of my identity Defying the anger that seems to dwell inside of me Trying to resolve the past I have made out of haste mistakes Terrifying to sail the bitter seas of reality My empty chasm reeks Of atrocities every fathom deep Yet beneath its embedded cruelty there A subtlety of disbelief That therein lies a shred of decency And the further I distance myself from the hate and the guilt I can spare a moment To erase all the tension that's tethered Through trialed endeavors the Stakes of doubt solemnly sequestered With a divided premonition And the addition through compassion Your hate subtracts via cataract And multiplies all chance to thrive Multiplies chances to thrive We are not Just surviving We are not Just surviving We are Thriving We are not Just surviving We are not Just surviving We are not Just surviving