Transfigured Thoughts

a comet crossed the vista
filled with stars and ghosts
don't forget to send your thoughts its way
it's about as good an act than kneeing to pray

my oxygen depleted
my only hope is in the distance
but not matter how far i run towards it
it seems further and further from my feet

my thoughts turn into demons
they feed on my esteem
doing whatever it takes, whatever it takes
to keep me from all my dreams
don't turn into one of them

the comet fades from view
replaced with blood and broken curbsides
don't forget to send me empty cards
filled with empty words and lonely headlines

my thoughts turn into demons
they feed on my esteem
doing whatever it takes, whatever it takes
to keep me from all my dreams
i said "i'm only human"
but excuses are never enough
with enough lonely nights
you'll turn into one of them

the pressure heightens
as you sink into the silence
no one can save you from yourself

rid the sirens with your filthy hands
or join the vista like it's part of your plan

quit lying to yourself