Osiris has a heavy feather

Would you carry the broken to the shelter give them a bite to eat? All the while, wile you’re living through defeat Come take seat Miss methodical I try to understand why is it that I must make every effort grand Gradually grinding towards my inner self gotta get some help I’m losing all marbles mislead through my past so I am rolling through the grass speeding straight past lead foot pumped down on the gass I’m losing all sleep leveling my mind I know I’m defined by who I’m around so I gotta make myself calm tf down before I get too fondled by the eratic pace darkness is my name I am not so sanely as we speak I am meek to torture the sheep to common denominator, and the underneath they sleep they sleep they sway they sleep they sway they sleep they sway They stay going that way, pink purple bruises burdens around us now they sound us out Hell though was held, all was held all was held all’s yeah I was it the password in the web I Lost more than just a parking spot. That is enough of that bull. As you were before the world got it hooks in you As you were, Slither as words quake my throat. They leave my mind, transfer the climate. Sanitarium skeptic, like the septic threshold metric. Slow dive before I rise up from the shallows walking in the tide. Might as well fight, better to walk it on the outskirts than to hide panic in plain sight. Rest alone. My safety net slings a torpedo ripping the string from the child’s arm leading to the repossession of a kite. The wind was only towing my spirituality home, before it locked me at the gates of heaven without knowing that I was yet to pass judgement. Osiris has a heavy feather, must I lie naked out of shade, embracing in front of the furnace forever? Whatever it takes I must not brake sitting in silence despite all my rage Wondering what I must do to break the wave And start to engage with my dreams I must reclaim what the world steams