time elapsing storm running out sorrow less beauty ready to doubt stronger than ever weak at the bone hide from the open turn into stone underneath a freezing winter all alone superficial friendly gesture dead and gone spend my days searching places to belong stranded in a painful detour what went wrong massive agenda shivering ground building a castle foundation unsound never suspected this beauty to be carving deeply into my stone gathering round me yet feelings dilate a new dimension of feeling alone simple surroundings complexity near not what it seems like covered in fear1