there's a difference between following your dreams and chasing them
i've spent countless night sitting alone staring at fleeting fractures spiraling hopelessly downwards
dripping through pores in the walls
seeping into our subconscious
i hear knocking and scratching
your spotless mind won't rest
focus is impossible
if words could blur mine would be straight lines. running concurrently around your arms, pressing and binding
her name lingers like smoke on the tip of my tongue
my lips are turning black from the addiction
trying desperately to escape
i've covered up the scars she gave me
we get high to chase our dreams
send me back to sleep
give me rest
i need release
don't let me wake
my teeth won't fall out by themselves
i spend my days fluctuating between a restless indifference and a burning distraction
eating at the perfection of the image i have of you in my mind
what if we cant stop
days turn to nights, weeks turn to months
i lasted 24 days last time, 4 more than your best
i'm sorry i didn't understand, how could i
i'm looking for answers in your broken promises
with each attempt to pick up the pieces leads to another cut finger
and another disappointed excuse
i guess time's a language i never learned to speak
