Xenobiotic Insomnia
This deafening silence is ringing in my ears
Help me, the ache proceeds through my conscious as I pick up the pieces
Screaming out in dire need to make sense of it all
Where are you? Where have you been?
My hands are shaking and a taste so foul all over my tongue
The sound of baleful whispers echo in the back of my head
Crawling from the floor, I can hear behind the door
My sense of self erasing
Far from here I can barely see the sky
I'm falling through as I start retracing steps
Through places that we've never been
In search of unwritten pages ripped from living memory
Inside my mind struggles to escape this chasm filled with pain Preconceived notions merge to create visions of disdain
My conscious is drifting, I feel a void that peels back conniptions Eroding through fragments past and present
I feel split in two
So dulcet the whisper as it emerges to reanimate
Fictitious imaginary portraits of things that cannot be
How lonely the wind blows, as we fall hand in hand
Help me, the ache proceeds through my conscious as I pick up the pieces
Screaming out in dire need to make sense of it all
Where are you? Where have you been?
My hands are shaking and a taste so foul all over my tongue
The sound of baleful whispers echo in the back of my head
Nestled away, my sanity is clinging to life
Nestled away, my sanity is clinging to life
Am I the one to blame?
My mind is broken
My heart in chains
My heart is broken
Am I the one to blame?
My mind is broken
My heart in chains
Am I the one to blame?