unconcious

somewhere Pearl St. and Lark I went below

not that I wasn't still running

not that I wasn't still watching traffic

not that I wasn't still listening

somewhere along the way I fell under

cause I can't find myself in my head

cause I can't remember what nothing is

cause I can't shake it or stop

somewhere on the road I slipped down

I'm in no shape for sleep

I'm in no place for peace

I'm in no way the same

somewhere in the cold I started to melt

loosing fear along the mile markers

loosing breath amid the climb

loosing time wasted in worry

somewhere out there I find space

catching up to myself in the shuffle

catching up to these things I chase

catching up to the girl in mirror

I like to stay submerged in it for hours

and it keeps the demons at bay

till I can't hear myself again

then I'm off trying to find the hidden door

somewhere