weeping willows won't you wallow louder

Hold your breath and count to ten fall apart then start again
this keeps playing in my head on repeat just like when Xiaver died
with the organ tone repeating it's self, but worse.
I have no place here
and I'm excisting merely by air.
waiting for these seconds to produce something wonderful
all by themselfs.
My motivation is like being drowned in a pool of rocks
i'm just stuck here
....waiting.