To me you're like a painting
the reflection of a ghost,
A fire I know better than to play with
but your flame I want to touch the most.

A transparent piece of the puzzle
that my life is now,
You fade away and then reappear
with no explanation of why or how.

You say that I inspire you
am I merely but your muse,
I persistantly continue to play this game
that I'm destined to forever lose.

I cry for help but go unheard
to this misery I am bound,
I search for comfort inside myself
though none is ever found.

Pink Floyd in the back ground
"Wish You Were Here" on repeat,
I watch the ones I love slowly fade away
I'm left alone and obsolete.

Sometimes I feel though I'm merely an observer
starting to fade away too,
I don't even recognize myself anymore
be honest now do you?

I'm here in body, gone in mind
I try so hard to scream,
But no one hears me, I can not speak
I'm trapped with in a dream.

I give into the silence that now is my own
I let go of my fear,
Over and over it's on repeat
"oh how I wish you were here".