Built a TRESHOLD

The body is the temple, the voice is the prayer The pain is the sacrifice, the boundary is the altar I built a threshold, left something breathing on the wrong side What I carried once was light, but it bent the frame Soft things catch the wind too easily, pulling me off balance. ​ I didn't become different — I became aligned Normal like gravity, normal like pressure Nothing to prove, nothing sticking out. ​ The crowd dissolved into noise, voices into distance Silence learned how to hold weight, I move by process Not by promise, the road matters more than the sign at the end There is a line I don't cross — drawn in bone, not belief. ​[Bridge] If another piece goes, it will be warmth... again. What I guard is not wisdom, but the last small error That reminds me I'm still alive. I stand. I hold. I continue. ​ I became aligned! Normal like gravity! IT’S SACRIFICE! FOR I SACRIFICED A PART OF MYSELF! MYSELF!