In Explode

Tumbles into patient this A stumbling mind in perfect eyes So simple words then But no stillness Only outlines without insides And that is how you might have heard And what is this, what is this? Just bleeding with the fragments Waking up Inside an everything Inside an everything To find it pondering To find it pondering And how to say it? All is well... But please, please, what is this? In its fullest emptiness For restless human eyes You tell your story and then you die And let it go (Asking why) All is well