Safety in the Static

I’m checking the locks... I’m checking the pulse... Why does it feel like a haunting? I’m counting every shadow on the bedroom wall Waiting for the moment that you finally call But when the phone rings, I just let it die I’m terrified of the truth, so I live the lie Got a mind that’s a cage, built of logic and wire I’m freezing in the rain while I’m staring at the fire The closer you get, the more I start to fade Just a ghost in the house that the trauma made. DON'T LOOK AT ME! I’m losing my grip, can’t you see? I want the touch but I hate the skin I’m locking the doors to let nobody in! I’M STARVING FOR LOVE! But I push it away like a drug The binary code of a heart that’s broken The heaviest words are the ones left unspoken! Systematic failure, I’m reading the charts Trying to find the logic in the broken parts I study the patterns, I analyze the fear But the closer I look, the less it’s clear My hands are shaking but my face is a stone I’ve never felt more crowded than when I’m alone Is this a sanctuary or a prison cell? I’m the architect of my own private hell. I can’t find the middle ground... I’m either lost or I’m found... I’m either screaming or silent... The peace is so violent. Tracing the lines of a map to nowhere. Highly alert... Highly exhausted. Just leave the light on... But don't come inside.