The Sign

I need a sign.

Call forth these witnessing acolytes that I attracted in my practice.

I need insight.

I attacked the mattress to see what's inside.

Unpacked the sadness, I don't see the light.

I comeback to the masses, all I see is them fight.

Combat, I'm anxious all I see is the spite.

Stop that madness all I see is the fright.

A sea of ashes, all I wanna see is a sign.