The Move

I'm dying slowly and deeply seen through perception.
I need a new found drug to keep my heart alive so find me the prescription.
this feeling is unreadable like egyptian inscriptions.
but yet i still try to decipher did i fail to mention.
the feeling in our conversation i don't want the tension.
it's hard to talk to you through a screen this love is in the third dimension.
your in hands reach but i can't seem to hold you, you just phase through me with no intention.
but this break i'm going under feels like a detention of a never end.
i never failed to make amends i never could try to be a friend i'll never stop feeling again but soon i'll be spent and i'll consider a new intend.
for purpose or i am i nervous.
no it's fear that takes over and the tear fail to be here.
i'm weary and done.
but i'll never give up on you but patients almost done i'm ready to run.