I'll stop running from myself
When I stop ending up running into myself
When dream was the only escape, now that it's become a trap,
What do I rely on?

I don't want to find myself everywhere I go
Please tell it to follow me not
with its mind filled with vicious thoughts

Thoughts that crumble me
Purple flashes of anger
It's just the sky rumbling


Will you ever come,
pick up the scattered pieces?
And squeeze it all back into the places,

With the embrace I yearn for?




You, the mystery I loved.

You, the treasure I lost.