Theater of Illusion

Half of you is there to stay The other half has fallen away You grew tired and hid in your skin like a splinter Just how the bears vanish from the cold and harsh winter And it wasn't until you stopped loving before you evolved It was gone for so long and the problems couldn't be resolved The elements of your mind dissolve into shapeless time The features of your face collapse into a numbed place And you know in the back of your head that she’ll never understand The nightmares that you’re constantly awake through The cravings that dominate, that take you To this ineluctable theater of illusion The beginning ablaze of your own preclusion She’ll never understand the deception of this theater She’ll never see your loving perception of her either A ghost seeps through your seams and creeps through your dreams And you can’t help but to think of this inferior idea That if black water flooded the inside of your flask You could live forever as a ghost wearing a mask And you can’t help but yearn for this inferior idea That if black water corrupted your every single task You could die forever as a ghost wearing a mask Remaining in the audience at the theater of illusion