Desaturation

In my dreams... I feel whole. In my dreams, I feel the fragments start to mendA fleeting state where all the shadows endBut the moment I wake, I’m chasing the ghostOf a singular bliss that I need the most! What is this poison? This Desaturation? The world is a ghost, a failed creation! Do you see me? Am I even real? When I’m losing the grip on everything I feel! Yeah, it’s a silent weight, a hollow forceHow do I fight when I can’t find the source? I am every bit the broken, mindless foolWalking a line that is jagged and cruel! JAGGED AND CRUEL!I search the cornersof a clouded mindFor a version of methat I left behindLooking for a sparkin the middle of the grayBut the saturation just...washes away. SHOW ME THE SOURCE!How do I fight when I can’t find the source? In my dreams... I'm whole. But I can’t find the source.