What  is this here, so suddenly?
I don't understand.
Lost in a world so new no map exists.
A reality with every turn,
Contradicting its very existence.

So many different things.
The way you throb in my head,
I've come to a sickening conclusion;
So real in the flesh,
But a figment of a strange imagination.

Mental masochism,
An odd thing indeed,
When every thought alone leaves a scar;
A scar on the heart so deep,
It reaches physical being.

The very thing I stood for,
Now against I'm taking offense.
As the world spins we're all shaken off.
Why must we not make sense,
Of the one we know the best?

Nothing can decide where to stand;
As soon as the ocean settles it all shifts again.
The tide keeps turning as pirates grow sick,
Sick and tired of living,
Sick and tired of no goal.

My heart beats, I don't know why.
The words flowing out of my mouth seem foreign.
A straight jacket sounds lovely;
It might clear my mind,
And replace the restless wandering.

I almost feel as though you are a god,
A horrible ruthless controller,
Who wants to eat my insides,
And sneak in like a burgler,
To steal my heart and shred it to pieces.

The sound of your name alone is so much,
A curse in the form of sweet ballad.
Like a rose, a deception,
Color and scent to distract from the thorns,
That mesmerize as we try to determine.