no trains, no space, just slight delays

well it's a good thing we are over now, and fundamentally separated. 

something tells me the only thing we have in common is love but not for ourselves. i could never look you in the eyes and you could never look for mine. and my heart's held together by just a chemical something, something it won't ever beat without. 

and will this cycle ever end? 

my scars keep growing and they never seem to fade, the bruises you left me never go away, and all i beg is for everyone to just wait and stay but they all seem to have found a different place. 

tell me there's a place after this one, tell me they all will be there waiting for me. 

there's a black hole open from my head to my feet, and my insides have melted to the edge of my seat. and the writing is on the walls just slightly between the lines. and i disappear once again behind red eyes, bitter leaf and constant highs, just cloudy skies. 

a chemical scene in all my dreams. 

soon there will be no trains, no space, just slight delays.