It became too much to run from the starless nights
With aching limbs and shaking hands you collapsed into yourself
lost yourself amongst the loose ends
80 billion neurons like stars, you thought you could map the universe
Under a dilated gaze, you turned wall you saw into stone
You filled a shelf with dusty novellas, and burned them with an old friend's lighter
The insignificant details of human life turned to ashes under your feet
I perserved the four chambers of your heart in worn blood-stained hands
And maybe that's why I was the first to go
you sculpted me in fine marble, hiding me away in the catacombs of a tangled brain.
forgetting I still held your heart, you let your oxygen run dry and your disposition gray
Now you're but a walking corpse and I can't bring the salvation from yourself you need
I can't swim against the current in your ocean, because we all know like children's dream and ancient pirate ships, stones sink
