MUSIC FOR SALE

I walked out of myself…
..And watched me disappear.
..Nothing felt real..
..I’m diabolical.



I’m walking through a memory...
.. that never was mine,
Colors melting off the walls...
..dripping out of time..
Every shape I chase becomes another kind of sign...
....Hands in the clouds trying...
.. to pull me through..
...Sky folding like fabric.... into shades of blue..
Feels like I’m awake,
inside someone else’s dream…
...Where nothing breaks...
....but nothing’s what it seems...



I’m the flicker in a dream you can’t recall..
The ghost of a feeling that never lived at all..
I drift between the moments..
..rising as you fall...
If I fade again;
I’ll return more..!
DIABOLICAL.!



I’m the hum in the silence...
....where the thoughts get blurred;
A sentence half spoken that you never heard...
I’m the feather in the void where the worlds converge,
A dream trying to wake from the dream it emerged...
I’m the light in the dark that refuses to glow...
...The river that refuses to flow....
I’m the part of your mind that refuses to know..
....If you’re standing still, or letting go...


..What if the shadows...
..were only reflections...
..of places you haven’t been yet?


DIABOLICAL!
Where the unreal breathes…
LET IT BREATHE.!



I’m the echo of a truth you almost knew..
The shape of a thought you nearly grew...
..NO MEMORY.!..
I rise from the space between the false and the true…
If I fade again,
I’ll return more!
..DIABOLICAL...


...Wake up…
...or fall deeper..
..Either way...
..I’ll be here..