Cursed with killer hindsight

 
Nighttime sleep aid
For days and days

You'll never see me

Or even feel
That I'm still here

I'm just a phantom limb
Somewhere lost within
Just a phantom limb
You'd feel it too
If you only knew

These scribbled words
Are just the ashes of it all
A pointless play by play
Not worth a syllable

It feels like I'm chasing you
But I'm running backwards
It seems I'll always use
The eyes
On the back of my head
Until I'm dead

Until I'm dead
Cursed with killer hindsight

So I'll lay in bed
Until I'm dead
Stuck inside my head

These scribbled words
Are just the ashes of it all
A pointless play by play
Not worth a syllable

Just searching for
A connection on a sane level
But then I fuck it up
I struggle
And I fall