The chaos that blooms inside of my head,
like a flower, pretending not to be dead.
I'm confused to which is real or fake
I can't trust my senses, am I awake?

These feelings have followed me for a few years,
I thought i'd grow accustomed, but I am here.
I'm not sure what caused this, but i know something else.
That yesterday night, left an odd taste.

It may feel like **** for a year
But you can drown the sorrow in fear
Leave all you have and expose yourself
To the wonderful world of treacherous hell

When you leave this wretched place
All the pain, sorrow you faced
Will stay behind as your legacy
So leave, and join me

the night is cold and dark
all you can do is look at the stars
but they are too far from you

all you can do is hope
that one day they will drop
and be and the ground with you

a half-empty bed stands in the dark
a person that left had left their mark
through their scent that lingers in the bedsheets
a person who stayed lays on one side, weak

i'm lost in my weakness
i'm lost in your smile
i’m lost in the sadness
that weakens my mind

i'm lost in the memories
that fill me with stress
i'm lost in the future
that puts me to waste

i'm lost in all of what
stole my smile
i'm lost in the fact
that i can't be alive

i’m lost in your presence
i’m lost in your eyes
i’m lost in the feeling
that makes me tell lies

sometimes i feel dry
like theres
sand in my veins

in these moments i want to cry
because i don't know
if that is safe

sometimes i feel like i am drowning
in the emptiness and the
void of myself

it feels like i am falling
in the depth of
the ocean itself

i think ill burst into flames
like a bomb hidden
inside of me

i think that my mind will spread
like the
wind