what statements are incredible to the interpreter,
this meaning of actions, remorseful shame,
once outrightly spoken against moving tides itself.
a soul so weak, so torn between the fences,
devil stays peaked upon the backs of the reformers,
the reformed so called translucent sinners.
knowledge of the incredibiltiy of the defensive,
the helpless, the weakened enough to be silenced,
the ones that feed off of this, the webs they weave, the solitude.
the clouds have once again overcasted themselves apparent,
trying to retrieve the only sanity that is left,
seemingly hanging on by a silk thread.
the sanity inside of this, this vessel,
this flesh, this breath, this temporary existence,
their knowledge cannot be applicable to this experience,
so silently the tides wash this away.