When the Dream is Chasing You

I slithered into the well bucket, sinking deeper and deeper out of focus, Self-healing with funneled darkness, but I could only call it home I huddled into the escape pod and retreated from the shuttle but not because it was failing, I just needed time to process And I always wanted to know the feeling of running away from home A regression of the ages, Blinded by manufactured therapy pages Your sick and twisted seduction Exhausted like an alarm with no shrill Use your crocodile tears as medicine to your petty candles Before I snuff you like a film As innocent as I felt I could be, Gagged and bound by my anxiety, Chasing after someone who didn't belong to me And even though the cuts you drew were deep, I couldn't tell because the bleeding painted me internally And so I died the same way I crawled back to you; Reluctantly and completely powerless I threw pebbles at your window until I found a weakness You brought a bad omen to a knife fight But I remind you too much of dying to chose me over life My intention got lost within the coils of the phone cord I didn't drown, the surface froze above me Manifesting tea parties at the ocean floor After every scream fell unheard But even a recollection of your rejection Leaves me the same way you left me standing there; Gutted like a pumpkin and unwilling to act like I don't care And carve into me some more It's not like I haven't found a weakness yet You were my first, I wasn't even in your little black book Fool me once, shame on you But I stopped counting after twice You brought an open spirit box to a gunfight But I remind you too much of dying to chose me over life