Im pantomiming death to stay afloat when Im not with you
Trapped in spiderweb blankets woven from the gossamer
I made my manias change into azaleas
That bloomed from all the wounds I never knew that you could save me from
Agony in panoramic cannot find the panacea
Singing rhapsodies of peace pieces of me atrophied
A shattered galaxy we were at an apogee
A masterpiece reminding me of things I had but cannot be
Dear depression you robbed me of my essence
Taught me that Im ugly with autopsies of my efforts
Ever since the day I saw my god upon a stretcher
I followed all mirages while Id fall apart in increments
And crawled across the desert just to talk to all the string puppets
Suffered through the small talk blanket statements small-pox
Im sinking in
My Corpse is always covered in your fingerprints
I dream Im in Elysium but wake up to the same