Your shadow hangs over my head
with this room silent, bare and dead.
Now, in the darkest of lights
my mouth turns dry
with only two single tears shed.
To confirm that I am insane
you nod your head my way.
And with all my bad luck,
this black cloud of doom
keeps me intact with my fate.
On my arms are infinite lines.
It’s my head taxing my heart a fine.
It’s the price that I pay
as the maze comes undone.
And I know it’s simply the confusion of time.
Each step is a decade away.
Speeding up when you promise to stay.
But a quick gust of wind,
my torment’s returned.
You wouldn’t have it any other way.
This life’s just another sad song.
Each word combined, but it’s wrong
to stay in this pattern
when nothing stays because it’s all gone