Caving Ends

I’ve killed off parts of myself to keep others from caving in, ending themselves 
Now I fill those dead ends with their’s to open back up
I walked to the bottom and risen higher than I needed to, fell back and flipped it all over and watched myself sprout 

Constant Buzzing

You act like my sanity is intact, it isn’t                                                                                                                                             All I do is sit here wondering why I let things slip, so back into fantasy

The sad thing is, it keeps happening yet I have no strength to put a dam in it                                                                               and the rivers would be so jealous, breaking every barrier

Not quite numb, on the verge of a constant buzzing inside and out                                                                                                 I’m climbing higher to my worst state of mind

Leaning on the stars for some gleam of light, beaming bright                                                                                                       all the while dimming, putting a stop to washing out completely

Entering new stages, following old steps and bending the rules                                                                                               Questioning everyone around myself to add to the collection of masks seeped into my skin