the ruin effect

when you choose not to see

when you insist on the wrongings

when you silence your voice

and your sensibility

everything goes to ruin

and keep going

until you have the knowledge

and comprehend the signals

to open the possibility of make amends

or just learn and do not repeat 

like a scratched vynil

to sense your pain 

from the root

to see through

and take back the reins

of your wholesomeness 

of your love 

or it all will just switch rapidly

to the scene of your grave and epitaph

"died of inertia" 

as the button of the autopilot is turned on 

as the oblivion grabs you 

the ruin effect can not stop from happening

there is not so many chances to take back control

to return to yourself

and keep believing

with all the strength locked up within

so

dare yourself

leave no unspoken words

or undone desires

hold your head high

and press your heart

to put your arms around self

and thank, and feel

better

go easy, easy on (you)