These are not good goals I don't want to feel safe I'll never learn that way The kind of chaos I wish to convey In fine illuminations And a resting pace This is intensely flawed And bleeds its feelings through these seats Deliberate in each movement and pause Navigating weakness; with a dystopian loss Tiny lies; with a soft love I'd rather be alone Then I'd be happy; then I'd be enough I'd rather be alone Tiny lies; with a soft love I'd rather be alone Then I'd be happy; then I'd be enough I'd rather be alone I am terror, I am absence, I am here for her I am terror, I am absence, I am here for her I am terror, I am absence, I am here for her I am terror, I am absence, I am here for her I cannot fix this I want to feel again My body's failing I need help