THISISJOHN

I am waking from this nightmare
But I've never really been dreaming
So I down the effectors
Hold, pause, remove

I try to forget
How I am moved
How tears once flowed
It's the end of a road

Syaptic engery
It takes control
You can have this body
If I can have my soul

Sell my soul
To the spirit of pharmacea
My pieces are drifting
No longer Pangea

Empty bottles of pain
Drink, eat, remain
And as my body fades
Do I belong here anyways?