Chasing Nothing

Insidious is blind inception,

What's reality with all these questions?

"Broken legs, but I chase perfection,

These walls are my blank expression."-Nf

The ceiling leaks, but I let it pour,

Drowning in thoughts I can't ignore.

I run in circles, no exit in sight,

Trapped in a war I lost overnight.

Maybe I built this pain too well,

A home designed to be my hell.

"It's not the pain that traps you; it's the comfort of knowing it's yours."