pages turn but they won’t listen
try to grasp control but I am falling
retreat into this world
where lies don’t stick to the wall
tune the radios where dreams can’t be discerned
into the depths fighting in the distance
analyze memories under broken microscopes
grasp the lenses past hidden instinct
weigh madness on uneven scales
half a reaction
half a burning dream
photographs lost behind locker room doors
if we find the key to stop it all
if we rinse away our tears
chain myself up inside this room
eyes that watch, but never speak
colors half mended, half inspected
the words lost inside your head
a secret code repeating through the halls
Shattered Mind 