(0305) lost and found pt. 1

this dream is a blanket. it covers the parts that have gotten cold.
these flowers are useless, but they still haven't died, and the sky refuses to fold.
this is not a reaction, nor is this a distraction to keep me awake.
my fictional problem seems to have resolved itself just before i drowned in the nearby lake.

missing heartbeat made me feel like i was at the very end.
missing heartbeat filled back up with the ink from this pen.

that picture's deceiving. it makes me feel like i'm bleeding safe and sound.
summer's waiting without me, and i'm waiting somewhere in the lost and found.
not sure if it's coming or going, but there's a part of me that doesn't really care to know.
someone's chasing my shadow, and i'm chasing the reasons until the end of the snow.

missing heartbeat trapped under all the dirt from the last disaster.
missing heartbeat that's never missing by the time you get to the end of the chapter.

this dream is a pillow. it comforts my mind when i'm lost in time.
this dream is a sign that's pointing towards something i can't quite rhyme.