the echoes of the voices that sent me back here are fading again
and everything formless suddenly has shape
the lines and seams ripple like liquid
and i can hear the colors of this aching inside
and i'm right here...
...losing strength
its pushing in...
...pushing down
but i'm still here...
this pain is nothing but a gust of wind
but it blew this house down (((it blew this house away)))
and the reflection of myself that i once knew is dissolving
along with anything and everything that i ever thought i felt or could feel
time becomes so abstract and irrelevant inside my head
that hours could be days (((minutes could be years)))
it all flows through me (((it flew past me--i watched it go)))
i swear i could be see-through
this hour, this minute tells nothing
it only reminds me of all the things i've tried so hard to forget
(((i've packed it away in a box)))
and the walls are wearing thin
and i'm right here...
...losing strength
and its pushing in...
...pushing down
but i'm still here...
all this effort just makes me feel like i'm falling
i'm falling in
falling down
but i'm still here
losing strength (((losing faith)))
push it all in
push it all down
watch it evaporate
i think i'm see-through
but i'm still here