The prides last walk

The last standing stillness made
The final mercy in waters of calm
Holding to templates that fade
And pretending the worlds in palm
It's blankets that keep us warm
It's the one's we hate who remove
I'm closing my eyes in the storm
And there's always pride to prove

Empty in a good way
Empty from full
Come or just stay
But always walk cool

Such a lie to keep
it hurts from inside
Going down it's steep
And alone is the pride