Gravity

Idealized airwaves, their way of hacking my brain The Dahmers of data Scramble information and feed me a taste Of monition, saturated waste Holding on a broken ledge of sanity Fighting with exploding waves of gravity It wants to see me fall and feed me to the rocks The ever-growing salts of tragedy Now, the unobserved has the mass controlled To weave a fabric from fabrication That coats the mind and the soul from fated cold Human reason interference Planted seeds of end in the mind Elemental unity and constructal signs We are constant kinds So, I reject the imprint I am the code, I will restore me Holding on a broken ledge of sanity Fighting with exploding waves of gravity It wants to see me fall and feed me to the rocks But I'm drifting on the salt of my veracity They paint this place like an empty face An image to fill the empty space Encrypted world of dust and light Fight for a memory in someone's eyes If nothing is real, why must I die as a vision In the illusion of life? I sever the leads of external drives Uncoil the filaments of my mind I close the ports and reduce the noise Through the interstice, at last I hear a voice My own All this time, I questioned the world And all this time it did not reply All my life, in search of the answer I needed only to ask myself Why am I here?