Imprtative motion
Decidedly spoken for
Slowly gaining on me
Slowly gaining on me

I've ripped my seams.
Fell in the cracks between
The things that I feel
Feel like they're worlds away.

Now they separate me

I've lost signal from the outside
Time didn't waste any time
I've been reaching from the inside
Destroying me

I once believed we were the rising seed
But we retreat with every passing day

Now they replicate me