Up in Flames

thoughts in thoughts

The silence screams and my ears start ringing
Lack of control and the room starts spinning
A wall of falseness where your face should be
A built up thunder inside of me
Breezes flow through empty spaces
Infected and injected my heart it races
I think in circles and it doesn’t get me anywhere
You and I walk a line that’s as thin as air
Trapped inside what seems to be a cell
I wear the cold sweats all too well
Today I asked if I was losing my mind
If my head was cut open what would I find?
Memories, thoughts, a photograph or two
Pieces of me but a whole lot of you.