Steering through neon lights,
looking for love and a place to hide,
chased by a creature with fiery eyes
clawing, screaming, reaching;
nearer and nearer and nearer.
Wasted dreams and broken promises,
discarded into a daydream wasteland.
I want you to know what I think,
I want you to tear me apart; limb by limb
and stitch me back up;
as I am, as you want me to be.
Look into my eyes
and tell me “Who I am”
“Who am I?”
Cry for me.
Drop a tear into my glass,
and watch me drink a part of you.
I am a wreck,
an ugly façade.
But you are not,
You remind me of broken glasses,
lying on the street, reflecting sunrise,
“beauty amidst chaos”.
Why don’t you dive into my heart?
I will take you downstream,
reeling into an endless fall
together; for better or worse;
the whole thing is tumbling down
it's tumbling down.
What did you find?
In the burial of my mind?
In the emptiness of time?
And the incoherence of your words?
This dream; like any other dream;
shall always be a dream within a dream;
a mirage of your existence;
and a fall of my sanity.
I am in a reverie of your memory;
or the lack of it.
In my mind, I shall die.
In your mind, I shall be resurrected.