"You're heart's a mess, you won't admit to it"

The subconscious is a parallell universe in which I aim to travel, to seek for truth. The conscious is a barrier, a sky where predators await me, ever struggling to keep me from myself. Every night I buy a new ticket and every night my plane crashes, thus there I am, left amongst the wrecks and burning parts. The flames consume me, I melt away in screams unheard.   

I run a never-ending marathon, with no room to rest. Chaos, all around me is chaos, amid which your laughing echoes. Your ignorance, mocking me with an intensity comparable to lightning's strike. Your eyes wide open but nevertheless, blind as can be. WHY CAN'T YOU SEE? PLEASE. JUST SEE. SEE ME.