Hole feelings

Hole in my chest where the feeling should be Mirror shows a man made of compromises Stitched together from what I couldn’t say no to A collection of surrenders wearing my name Living off a script that I didn’t even write Shadow boxing ghosts, drowning in the shallow end Every word rehearsed, every move performed Silence makes the chest feel louder, begging for a spark You became my mirror, my validation machine I fell for the hero you see, the king in your eyes This was never love, just ego resurrection I’m in love with the reflection Then you stop the noise and everything ignites Set the whole damn house on fire, call it desire Numbness fades and suddenly I’m alive Are you leaving? I’m not in love with you, I’m in love with what you show me The mirror high, the proof I exist You’re the fix, the warmth, the only way I feel real Needle in the vein Silence on the line, the signal glitches out My stomach twists in knots, cold sweat breaking Static rises, room tone spikes, connection failing Cold water shock I’m not in love with you, I’m in love with what you show me The mirror high, the proof I exist You’re the fix, the warmth, the only way I feel real Needle in the vein Then the warmth returns, flooding through my veins The current takes over, I let it pull me under Autonomy is terror, choosing is too loud I take the script again because the silence cuts too deep