obsession cutting me deep
flip through the pages
ink stains my arms like transversal mistakes
glance through the rearview shutter shake
films scattered across broken memory
desire fueling futility
march like machinery to the distant heartbeat
sunshine realizes its own forecast
drench my feet through submarines
falling to reach your hand
memories submerge counting inside my head
colors behind their madness shake through
dreams manipulated before realization
check the forecast bleeding my insides
repetition strikes too late to understand