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walls still
the walls come crumbling down
but you've yet to spread your wings now
there's got to be a reason
to make something
out of nothing somehow
within these walls
i refuse to live
your ceilings crawl further down
and fade away to falling fire
but soon these flames will rise now
and slowly surround me
erasing the paint
of all the perfect pictures
i'm standing still with blood beneath
streaming down through me
like branches slowly sinking
this skin closes me in
to other territories
where only the blue things seem to work now
from the outside
have i survived?
i ask myself why?
it felt right at the time.
other times
i can't see the light
only the dark
in the back of my eyes
not standing still
but still it remains
somehow so exposed
never reaching an end
your ghosts still haunt me
even though you're alive
i can still see your shadows
on the walls
in the back of my mind
