Lost Visual - 156/Silence

You’ll never say my name in solacement

It’s all paranoia infested in my brain.

I wish I could reject this interior pain

I brace, I crawl.

I pace, I fall

It’s all I won’t ever fail at.

I’ve never been worse off

I race my clocks.

I chase my thoughts with all of this lovely poison

I’ll never get enough

Fucked up all of this life.

I just repeat with no sense of direction

Fucked up, I won’t deny.

I plea for calmness.

I plea for composure

It’s always floating up above my head.

I pick the pieces up to throw them away

It festers onward with the pressuring

I feel the thunder underneath my skin

Please don’t look now.

I’m servile to ghosts around me

I feel like a prisoner.

I profess my disgust with those around me

I’ll never believe in anyone but myself.

I press my luck with every decision

I can’t stand this for much longer than I should

I could break away from all of this and (free from) what?

Hell

Constantly crashing on my head

Confusing all of this again

What is happening?

I have only my grief

You’ll never say my name in solacement