Goats On A Boat

Whatever happened to the integrity found within a family?
I return your glare, and my bones
Are chilled with some sort of sickening recipe of fear and anger
Day by day, time after time again, time after time again
You distort chronology, you foster of terror
Bury your diamonds, destroy your rubies
We are searching for security in tragedy
Take a look around and notice the black (tapestries) drowning our (walls of)
simplicity
We are the constant decay
Each note will disintegrate
Perched upon our towers, motionless and miserable ways
Here’s to a comfortable casket
How deceiving is the cemetery of motivation
I wish to write, I wish to write, I wish to write a conclusion