there's a difference between following your dreams and chasing them <br />i've spent countless night sitting alone staring at fleeting fractures spiraling hopelessly downwards <br />dripping through pores in the walls <br />seeping into our subconscious <br />i hear knocking and scratching <br />your spotless mind won't rest <br /> <br />focus is impossible <br />if words could blur mine would be straight lines. running concurrently around your arms, pressing and binding <br />her name lingers like smoke on the tip of my tongue <br />my lips are turning black from the addiction <br />trying desperately to escape <br />i've covered up the scars she gave me <br /> <br />we get high to chase our dreams <br />send me back to sleep <br /> <br />give me rest <br />i need release <br />don't let me wake <br />my teeth won't fall out by themselves <br /> <br />i spend my days fluctuating between a restless indifference and a burning distraction <br />eating at the perfection of the image i have of you in my mind <br />what if we cant stop <br />days turn to nights, weeks turn to months <br />i lasted 24 days last time, 4 more than your best <br />i'm sorry i didn't understand, how could i <br />i'm looking for answers in your broken promises <br />with each attempt to pick up the pieces leads to another cut finger <br />and another disappointed excuse <br />i guess time's a language i never learned to speak
