Intrapersonal - Turnover

I can see you beside me

In my peripheral vision

Always right there

Always aware

Of this manic depressive condition

There’s a fever burning up in me

I’m tangled up inside a sinking feeling

Slipping out of touch with the controls

It’s all intrapersonal

Lay my head down

Try and sleep now

Can’t slow down my mind

Close my eyes, try to find

A train of thought I can hop

Out of the mess I grew in my head

Afraid I won’t know how to stop

And I want to know

And I want to know

And I want to know

Native delirium

Are you a daughter of

This new insomnia

My hypochondria?

Wilt me just past the bloom

Pull up my deepest roots

A graceful poison like

A wave of vile blight

There’s a fever burning up in me

I’m tangled up inside a sinking feeling

Slipping out of touch with the controls

It’s all intrapersonal