I was never here

Searching for the treasure
that my father left behind
I am walking at the bottom of the sea
Cutting any contact with the world I heard is out there
stuck inbetween my thoughts and reality

I planned it to perfection
52 weeks of reflection
my existence in the hands of this worm
Fragments of the outcome
perfect melodies and rhymes
I opened up my hands and lost it all

I spent a year all alone I have disappeared
I am leaving the world all the time, my dear,
I was never here
This fire, the sweet burning hell within
Write me out of this poem

Walking through valley of my memories and dreams
red crosses of the places I could live
I thought I kept them safe, hidden well behind the screen
Through their eyes it's not real if it's unseen

But they hacked it and they crashed it
evidence of my existence
the empire I've worked on all my life
20 years of moments disappeared into the omen
the reflection of my being in the blade of a knife

I spent a year all alone I have disappeared
I am leaving the world all the time, my dear,
I was never here
This fire, the sweet burning hell within
Write me out of this poem