imaginary lines form
people feel like ghosts
wandering around halls

the love of life
you don’t seem to be real
upheld
unwanted
this sprit grows weak

my love you are imaginary to me

if I am to reach for you
I know my hand to pull through
To touch on the other side

the things you say are my minds truths
And truths I cannot
you are only apart of me
never to be your own
I am all consuming
my thoughts are all I know