Ocean Between Us...

The sirens sang a song I tried to ignore.
Through empty lies I'm content enough with falling apart.
Laying breathless, sleep paralysis.
Keeping conscious while listening carefully.
Lucid dream to escape reality.
There's someone hurt somewhere in a world beyond my control.
The guilt decaying into the core of me.
The very core of me.
There isn't enough forgiveness to go around.
So I guess my best bet is to let it slip away.
Slide and forget till it eventually returns.
I can't pretend forever with these ghosts.

There's an ocean between us yet I still hear you scream.
It seems you're still with me even after severing that line.
Who would've thought the gift you left would have this effect.
How did I become so captivated by you.
The stories on my scars revolve around you.
The stories on my scars remind me of what I did.
Alone and abused, taken for granted.
Then tossed aside after I gotten bored of you.
Our paths crossed unintentionally from the beginning.
Now what remains is overwhelming regret.
I should have protect what we had but now it's too late.
So I'll wait for the day when my scars make sense...