Sometimes I wonder,

What it’s like to stop searching.

Calmness always fades.

Hoping and dreaming.

Worlds collide with fantasy.

Nothing is quite real.

There’s an empty space.

Endless pits of misery.

Nothing is enough.

Runaway my friend

and wake up miles away.

Do it all again.

Until the pain fades.

You’re bleeding on the inside.

But you can’t escape.

Catch that train…catch that train…