Epiphany from Boundless by Amelia Snow

A crack in the glass, a shift in the air,
A whisper too loud, but I wasn't prepared.
A thought in the dark I tried to ignore,
But it sunk its teeth, demanding more.

The walls start moving, the air turns thin,
I stare at my hands—don't know who I've been.
A name I won't say, a truth I won't touch,
If I let it in, will it shatter too much?

No, no—close my eyes,
Drown it out, bury the light.
Not ready to see, not ready to be,
I'd rather be numb than know what it means.

No, no—close my eyes,
Drown it out, bury the light.
Not ready to see, not ready to be,
I'd rather be numb than know what it means.

So I ran to the fire, let it swallow me whole,
Poured my veins full of smoke just to quiet my soul.
Danced with the ghosts at the edge of the night,
Told myself it was better than facing the fight.

The mirror screams, but I turn away,
The lines are breaking, I can't obey.
A voice in my head I can't erase,
But I drown it in liquor, in chemical haze.

No, no—close my eyes,
Drown it out, bury the light.
Not ready to see, not ready to be,
I'd rather be numb than know what it means.

Ten years gone, ten years lost,
How many nights did I pay that cost?
How many times did I beg to forget,
Only to wake up drowning in sweat?

I let the fire burn me down,
I let the voices pull me out.
I still don't know what it all means,
But the truth is waiting—watching me.

I still don't know what it all means,
But the truth is waiting—watching me.

I still don't know what it all means...

I still don't know what it all means...
But it's waiting.

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