You’ve lost yourself,
stuck in the space between remembering what used to be
and yearning for what will.
A void inside the mind,
creating infinite madness, infinite brilliance…is there a difference?
trying to hide in your own reality
away from the misunderstood.
The world seems to be drowning in.
But you have your own thoughts to drown in, don’t you?
A deep pit of nostalgia,
a burning desire for more,
a fear of losing it all.
Lost in between worlds
creating a perception
sculpted for your own beautifully fragile mind.
the weight of everything dragging you
too far down to come up to breathe.
So you hide; shut it out; run
until you finally trip
and find the rabbit hole
and jump d o w n
blissfully mad…lovely and lost.
Oh darling, didn’t you know?
We’re all mad here.