(0347) false intentions and faded memories

if distance equals apathy, i don't want to be free because my history has nothing at all to do with possibility. we run forever in a time machine made of false intentions and faded memories. we recoil like lovers who were meant to remain as innocent as babies.

the paranoid make irrational decisions in an instant. you'll never be forgotten - you'll just be swept up and buried under pavement. twenty-seven centuries go by, and no one notices. existence is just perceived the same way time supposedly passes.

i'm breathing with no air. i'm living under water. i'm not in a hurry, but i just wanna get somewhere. can't feel the sun, but it's best to avoid all that is constant. in these dreams, i'm always needed, but never am i wanted. one taste of blood. old becomes new, but you can't get through.

(0346) swimming towards a light

saw the rainbow of futility in the mirror and walked away.
didn't deserve what was broken, and in a flash, it disappeared.

took the next exit and decided to study the map.
i've been woken up, but no one will tell me why.

i go wading through a forest of rats and feel dirty when it's over. i will do this as long as it takes.

feeling is irrelevant. i'll see it all in perspective when that wind catches up.

eighty degrees, but it's still too cold to catch my breath.

(0345) waiting

a straightened edge and blurred out lines. there's no more time. there's no more time.
don't recognize myself at all. can't overcome and climb that wall.
cleaned the mirror, but it made it worse. moving towards death in reverse.
stayed behind to watch it fall apart. had to leave it in the shopping cart and walk away.

it's all i know - how to walk away. it's all i know. i walk away from everything.

the new season is upon us now. i'll leave the raindrops inside a cloud.
disappear into a faded picture and reappear in the form of cryptic literature.
i filtered out what was dead and useless. you can pay me back in nightmares.
dare to stay above the fray. live to exist for another day and then repeat.

wash your hair. repeat. shave your face. repeat.
decide what to eat. repeat. go to sleep. repeat.
don't mess it up, or you'll be sorry... so sorry.

i heard a sound coming from the underground telling me to start over.
and starting over is what i'll do.

it's so obvious. it's crystal clear. i've waited forever so i don't mind waiting here.
the needle glides across the surface. it knows no direction. it knows no purpose.