Blessings Of Fortitude

Forgetting the answers to questions I'm asking myself
If there's a lesson worth learning in all of this
I'm better off underwhelmed
Shaking figure, encapsulate evidence
Breaking bread with your foe
Is the solution to all of this uncertainty just to not fucking know?

Blessed with fortitude, but who's cutting my heels?

Vacant, prospect, nailed to the tracks by my pride
What's worth hanging onto when everything I knew was a lie?

Brutality: self-directed and self-absolving