Emilie Autumn

Bits of conversation
Fill my head
Tangling with words
We haven’t said
Glimpses of a movement you once made
Knowing I could live
But dream instead
Wondering if you saw the part I played
Whether I’m the reason
That you stayed
Only half believing it could be
Well aware I want
What I forbade
Questioning my own reality
Doubting in my mind
The things I see
Altering perception fast as light
Do you know for years you’ve haunted me?
Speaking words you never could recite
Giving bliss as if to test my flight
All is but illusion
This I know
Yet more felt than objects in my sight
The world may see my skin
But just below
Simmers what I think
But never show