The feeling of dread overcomes me once again
Gut stabbing
heart sinking strain
My mind screams no
the colors fade out and in
I stand with my head turned upward
fractured light beams
My fingertips are shriveled
my body purple
I breathe in and out
with every gasp it rushes in
dying
my dreams
Sometimes the world shakes and it makes me so dizzy
I run through the halls of the labyrinth
shapes shifting
shadows lifting then dropping over and over again
My hands lie still but my mind screams in shrills
The colors fade out and in.

Drunk on nostalgia and it's running through my veins tonight
It burns like alcohol, I convince myself it'll be alright
Shot after shot of colorful past memories
The glass clinks as I place it on the table
My hands reach out for something stable
Drunk on nostalgia and its running through my veins tonight
It burns like alcohol, I convince myself it'll be alright
Tipsy and rather wispy, I grasp forward toward you
Nothing is clear, oh dear the world is spinning
This is my inner demons winning
Drunk on nostalgia and its running through my veins tonight
It burns like alcohol, I convince myself it'll be alright
It burns like alcholol
It burns like alcohol

When stars twinkle, are they crying?
Crying because they are so far away from the skies they kiss as darkness descends?
Or is it, maybe, that the stars are whispering to one another, twinkling "I love you"?
Do they twinkle as tears because they are not near?
Near to their companion, who twinkles miles from afar?

Caught in a crossfire
confused with desire
electric feelings
dangerous feelings
out of focus, a rush
longing for touch
two paths, which to choose
left or right
stuck in a plight
so very confused about what is right
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Hope is foolish and love makes you blind, you seem to be out of time.