Trace the chalk and seize the day so 
Those old habits never pass away 
Commemorate the conception with 
The children's debt the retribution 
Deaf to self and mute to mind to find muddled wallowing nebulous blind 
My crippled confidence chafed away 
Without the answers I'm cast astray 
My cloud's so thick that I can barely think
so reveal to me dead sight dead sight 
Trace the tree and the veil will flee me 
And now I see with salty eyes 
Consistent tragedy persisting in me 
This disability's my soul's demise 
Deaf to self and left to fry 
Muddled wallowing nebulous blind 
My crippled confidence is chafed away to stay
With the answers I'm pulled astray 
The habits laced embrace me 
With a cold, chaotic flinch kiss of old deaths erase me soft, subtle, inch by inch 
Upon my face I lie Mesmerized cauterized by the blemishes 
Frail bandages Without chance to change 
Desperate to rectify imperative lest to die 
Imminent reality on pace down glanced closed-faced 
Consistent entrancement staring into empty space
with an open wound to clean
please cleanse me
Is this my time to feel 
Is this my time to breathe 
Is this my time to bleed 
Change the season 
I'll never live without you 
I'll never see without you 
I'll never change without you true sight