Slipping

Every night a part of me 
Slips deeper down the stream 
Remind me with mirrored illusions
Of all I could have been 

Your past thoughts in my arms 
I am addicted to affliction
Leaving purpose hungry, 
I conflict on my restrictions 

Compass is broken, pointing nowhere 
Cutting lesions from my heart 
Friction keeping me awake 
By telling myself from them apart 

I am scared to be my mothers daughter 
Feelings, grinding in my brain 
I am scared to be my fathers laughter 
Stuck here in the killing game 

I am alone, now, hugged by hundreds 
Nobody but you and fear 
Though lately I am sure you wonder 
"what is this place, where am
I here?" 

While floods are flooding 
Lightening striking, 
Women undressing 
And Keyboards are "liking" 

I want a way to find myself again 
In all this tiring mess 
And after all, be beautiful 
And look pretty in my wedding dress.

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[Distant horizons]

Feelings of disconnection expressed beautifully here. Wonderful.