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 can't 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

Time's a language I never learned to speak

You're begging for meaning where answers will never satisfy your curiosity

But if you're desperate, I'll tell you