I think I'm in love with the cold of silence
I often find myself in its presence
Like I'm disposed to hiding
Survival isn't the same on this lonely island
Feels like you're going insane
But you can't escape the riot
But in the same
It's much safer enclosed in the quiet
Outside you're just an outsider
Overlooked and out-sighted
Lacking in the their definition of enlightened
It's always one-sided
Like they think of the moon
So you begin thinking it too
Sick of these rooms
Forcing me to sit with the gloom
Sit with the pain
Forcing me to witness the truth
Picking the wounds
Triggering and leaving its bruise
Switching the moods
Happiness then feeling the blues
Seeing it through lenses that do
More damage than the damage could do
Tears are typhoons
Leave you dry and feeling consumed
These walls are empty but handing high
Are the shadows of proof
Resembling what you feel inside
Like the darkness is you
I see the mirrors
They keep chasing me
Reminding me
I can't escape
These haunted mirrors
They keep chasing me
Reminding me
Of me
Time lapses in a dissociation
All I have are these mirrors and my imagination
Disconnected from the present
Like we're in separation
It's becoming apparent
That these places I escape in
Are my safe haven
Don't feel too brave alone
Im prone to what I'm faced with
I fear the dark and unknown
Because they share the same spaces
Reflections are just echoed imitations
Of traumatic situations
But I'm looked at like the dark side
Depression fills the lightless void
Hidden from their silent noise
Sadness feels it has no choice
It's opposite has been destroyed
Forced to watch it on replay
Forced to see it on display
Shadows appear like darkness into day
Yet I'm the anxious and avoidant
I pray to God that I'm kept
Overtime I've wept
I don't wanna weep no more
I pray He guides all my steps
Just want to feel His protection
Don't wanna weep no more
I see the mirrors
They keep chasing me
Reminding me
I can't escape
These haunted mirrors
They keep chasing me
Reminding me
Of me