I know that I run to hide in my thoughts too much.
In my mind you love me,
In real life not so much.

Dissociation can be my monomania
But instead it's just the made up
Version of you.

Mayday, my ship is slowly sinking.
Crushed and then consumed by these merciless waters called your lies.
Your apologies came in like the Kraken, destroying every evidence of life.
But I was safe inside my cabin because you know;
the captain is supposed to go down with the ship.
And so I did.
Now I am just a skeleton with pointless memories,
resting at the obscure ocean bottom with my shipwreck.