The Hollow Gift

Here it is whispered aloud
Apologized for it's presents
Resist and deny I cannot
I stood on the shores of truth
And could not stand my ground

A waking rhythm of agony behind mind's doors
Conscious nightmare of unmeasurable depth
Are you afraid to be more than your daydreams

I whispered it in simple words
Evade the given gift of reality
Pursue the hidden path of dreams
Yearn for comfort not sacrifice
Regression daily in how you think

Spoken without regret
What prevents man from speaking
Alas for the fear of the presents treason
Pride keeps you from the shores of truth
Find pleasure in the constant daydreams
Which eventually define your whole life

Will you accept the gift
Attempt to stand on painful ground
Weakened knees can find salvation from within
Defend the consciousness as it begins to define
Don't be afraid watch the dreams all die
Attempt to rise without compromise