Of What Was Testo

listen nowas I fall careless
gently slipping
mind unfolding
without memory
of how I got here
a silhouette
of where I should have gone
make me understand
all these wounds
that need some healing
I want to believe
In these words
that release me
waiting for this dance
to end soon
spinning bending
i am always static
drowning movements
that end at the start
leaving me
with scars
I can't see
I can never see
I can't feel
I can never feel
I want to see
I want to feel
I want to know
You are there
Help me see
Help me feel
I want to know You are real