Dissociation

To end up alone In a tomb of your past This feeling of guilt Will not be your last To drown in a sea Filled with your own hate To cut yourself down It's never too late A feeling of madness A fading out And it clings to me Like the sweat of a fever Like desire of dreams Did you get what you want? Did you take what you need? Please don't let me forget The way it feels when you are standing here When I dream, I dream too much When I think of you --- Dissociation - Pleasure Symbols