Confliction

PART 1

They asked if I was ready for the revolution

If I was part of the cause or the damn solution

Silence was my answer, I’m stuck in the middle

Too many outcomes it feels like a riddle

I’m fighting an uphill battle on a downward slope

I need a little traction as I reach for the rope

No I’ve been praying for hope

Waiting for a response on nothing profound

Come hell or high water I’m ready to drown

But my thoughts are on fire it’s been clouding my brain

I’ve got it all put together but that makes me insane

Or maybe I’m lost and I’m stuck in chains

Or maybe I’m screaming so someone can hear my pain

I pray someone can feel these words

Cause if you’re not as broken then you’re a little disturbed

And all the colors make sense, tightly wrapped in a bandage

It’s exploding with color all on a white canvass

The revolution is here; It echo’s through my head

And I face my own reflection and I’m staring back with dread

Cause one of us is dying, the other is already dead

And I can only wish that it was someone else instead

I try to say the words, but silence prevails

And I’m left speechless until the end of this tail

PART 2

They asked me if I was ready for the revolution

Poisonous thoughts destroy me like pollution

And I’ve got the potion, I’m choking on the antidote

You can’t save me while tying the rope

I’m fighting a wildfire only with gasoline

And it’s lighting up my world but I can’t be seen

Nope I can’t come clean

Sparking new lessons cause I want to learn

Come hell or high water, No I’m ready to burn

But my tears are crashing down it’s been flooding my mind

I think I’ve lost it all, does it make me divine

Maybe I’m too far gone and this will never work

Or maybe I’m puncturing holes so you can feel my hurt

I pray they wont stay blind so they can see my worth

Cause one day we’ll all be gone and return to the dirt

Now I’m feeling so confused, all the colors get dismissed

As they start to implode they cease to exist

And the revolution is here, It’s screaming in my face

This is a collision course as I prepare to embrace

To go off course from my fate; So what is Faith?

If angry thoughts force me to retaliate

So I stay silent, in my head forever restricted

I cannot speak my mind if it’s always conflicted