missing, you've gone missing

locked in this mood and i can't get out.
shouting and shouting praying to be thrown out.
im fucking irrational and half gone insane
this all far too clear
a wee bit too near
somewhat too relative to label me
but i do it anyway.
or so we say

a witty insomniac
i have this wound far too deep
writing the key with no form of a beat
i'm falling face first in a sand filled too quick
a quick filled with sand errr a quick sanded grasp

a god damn soap opera spree
its that :

love saking,
heart breaking
finger cracking
teeth chattering
unwelcome mindset
to be real.

fuck this feeling i've recycled in my mind
i choose to rewind i choose to rewind !!
and erase those words
mumble and jumble those verbs
disform what you heard
about us.

i want the old us back.
i want the old us back.
i need the old us back.
for my sanity.