Lost in thought, I think I’m going sane.

All the memories are for naught, they are rewinding, always playing in my brain.

Images seen clearly in my mind’s eye, even though completely fake.

Images posted by my mind blindly, hiding the past whilst awake.

Heart no longer leading, logic is now the domain.

Torn, ripped and bleeding, now just another membrane.

Insanity cometh from the heart, love is it’s end game.

It starts with simple caring, then feeds you to the flames.

Souls bound for eternity; we entered the same.

A game you were playing, ever trying to blame.

Trying to break the bonds so I can fly freely, no more weight bringing me down.

This hell that I’m escaping internally, wearing me like a fragile crown.