Inertia Spiral
Myriad dreams
Keep pouring down on me
Piercing my outer shell
I saw myself with eyes wide open
Fixated, force-fed
Half-dead
Has time passed or did I walk backwards?
Wait, if this is real
Please, would you stay with me?
Thoughts collide
Unwilling to strive
I have to heal
But you're a lifetime away
Observe the surroundings
Everything is preserved
Nice and neat
Crawl back into the womb
If you like
Let's play pretend
Reflective surfaces
Flatter the delicate core
Of a lifeless machine
Question meaning in the smallest cubicle
A helping hand becomes delusional
To me, my mind could scale an ocean now
Wait, if this is real
Please, would you stay with me?
Thoughts collide
Unwilling to strive
I have to heal
But you're a lifetime away
Observe the surroundings
Everything is preserved
Nice and neat
Crawl back into the womb
If you like
Let's play pretend
Has time passed or did I walk backwards?
Writer/s: The Sleeper
