Coil

Silence, solitude, life passes by me speed of light.

Everything goes by, unaware im at fright.

Slow to react to the earth crumbling around me

No time to force field myself and protect.

The pressure is immense and it's about to boil.

Suffering from a distance, left in a coil.

It's shattering to pieces, left to termoil.

Right now, i'm at a all time low.

I wish i could just get up and let it all go.

Im shackled and i can't break these chains.

Stuck in shock and confusion from sunlight til the end of the rains.

My defense is all in vein, failure in anything to gain.

But there will come a day, for which all this becomes void.

Sub-consciously I have become the king of the world and I don't realise my ultimate power.

No longer to run away, no longer coware.

Suddenly, the earth has stopt crumbling.

I stand tall above the rest, victory for the best.

For me to be in silence, does not mean i am the loser

It means i just have won the battle and my patience prolongs to final result.

Now, who is left standing around whilst the earth crumbles and life goes past at the speed of light?