Absent Minded

Some special thingsLet my thoughts freezeLet me feel notWax on their faceWhat they hide behindI should not be hereI should not be thereI should not be at allIf I amWhat is then?I go and seekGo and seekWhen you look in the trenchCan you see me dieDrilling my mind in yoursTake me upTake me upI jump through the mirrorI fall on the other sideEmptiness I rememberI feel so cleanI feel secureA smile on my faceA nice shineA personal lieThis person is coarseTrembling within my corpsePutting a hole in my mindGlowing pain to findCan you hear the refusal to graceSee the hook in his faceCan not stow the angerCan not size the painIt hurts so goodRelapsing into relapse