Isolation. When you leave it's like I disappear. Desolation. Everytime you go it feels like. Seconds slowly turn to minutes. A month of sundays coming up.
You make and break your own restrictions. You write and prove your own revisions. You become new. . You sweat and bleed pure fascination. You thrive upon disintegration.
I don't need your contradictions. I'm not gonna play that role. I don't need you telling me I've got my back against the wall. If all I've got is everything and everything is all you want.
If You don't know if You have found what You are looking for. The silver-lining always starts to fade. And what You don't know is that You don't know the truth anymore.