The body is like a bank
If you starved it
it will remember
If you deprived it
it will seek compensation
If you didn’t sleep enough for years
You will sleep too much for years
Epic dream sequences
that feel real and repressed
Angry and wanting to shout
but nothing comes out
Wanting to run away
but just going around in circles
They are there
every time
I can’t get away from them
The past and the present merge
when they shouldn’t
My present betrays me
My past tries to save me
We have crossed wires
I hope
I hope I’m not making the same mistakes
I hope I can leave feelings where they belong
I hope I don’t poison my now
because I never had the chance
to poison my then
Can we just pronounce it dead?
I don’t know how to get rid of the ghosts
Stop visiting me in my dreams