| I’m still lost
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| To you it’s a work of art
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| To me it was just the start
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| Of the spiraling of thought
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| In the effort to help
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| Really it all just evolved
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| As if I’m under a spell
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| Trapping me inside these walls
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| Contemplate the circumstances
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| Gravity just let go
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| I’m floating to another planet
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| Hope I just implode
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| From the air feeling thinner
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| Ever thinner in my throat
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| Never thought that I would say this
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| But it feels so good to choke
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| Sudden feeling rushes you
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| As if this could be the end
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| Release me from the hold
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| Stop the voices in my head
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| I cannot feel a thing
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| Past the death of consciousness
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| I cannot just explain
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| What it is I have no breath
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| The rapid rise of pressure
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| That I felt when my heart leapt
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| Right out of my chest
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| And it the floor right where I should step
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| I gaze into the mirror
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| It appears that I haven’t slept
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| Is this all just a dream
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| Or am I pushing myself to death?
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| I’ve said it all before
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| I’ve just wasted my fucking breath
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| I’m sounding like a bore
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| Maybe this is why all you left
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| Maybe this is what it is
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| To be what I’ve always dreamt
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| Or maybe this is just
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| What I have done to myself instead |