Heartburn

Pain is just amplified anxiety
It's not a real thing, it is an illusion created by the brain
You can tell the brain to not perceive pain
Hahaha, but how can I not feel this ache that your lost causes me

There's a vacancy in my chest that must be filled with something
At times Loneliness is enough, it's better than nothing
But Loneliness doesn't like being alone, he's takes up company with this non existent friend
They are both running a race that has no end

All things are done at my expense, even Hell needs a punching bag
I thought that there was no finish line, but then found out that Death was given the flag
Oh Pain, oh you invisible woman you
To be or not to be, to hurt like this and then claim that I'm creating you

For I and my brain are one and the same, miraculously sharing the same identity
Except he thinks freely, at times he even deceives me
He visits pain upon me because I pay more attention to my heart than him
He thinks that I should had paid more attention to you than I did them

So he invites Hell in and allows her to stay at leisure
With me being mesmerize by Hell's magic, like I said my brain is a deceiver
I suffer images of you running through the chambers of my heart
With me dragging the ball and chain of Pain and Loneliness keeping us apart

You're always just out of reach, at least a painful chamber away
Pangs of attack rattle me everytime I scream for you to stay
You say pain is an illusion, ask this heart that has became four chambers of Hell
Spend just one day with a deceiving brain and see if you can truly tell