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More Than Dust

KamNox
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There's a hum in the silence Like a voice I never knew Shadows walk along my outline Saying things I almost do Every breath feels second-handed Like I've borrowed someone's skin I've been chasing ghosts in pages I was never written in Tell me, if I bleed will it stain the fiction too? Tell me, if I scream will the ink remember you? I walk lines I didn't draw In a lifetime I can't define Built from pain and broken rhythm Fate is trapped beneath my skin Maybe I was never breathing And drawn into the myth of us If I fade into the margins Will they know I came from dust? Every name I thought I carried Turns to smoke behind my eyes Even silence has a structure Even truths are made of lies I've been held up by a tether Strung between two fading skies Is the writer just a cruel mirror Or the mind who lets me die? Tell me, if I fall will the plot shift out of place? Tell me, if I run will I vanish from the page? I walk lines I didn't draw In a lifetime I can't define Built from pain and broken rhythm Fate is trapped beneath my skin Maybe I was never breathing And drawn into the myth of us If I fade into the margins Will they know I came from dust? Will they know I came from dust? I am not an answer, I am not your dream But I live where silence splits the seam I am not an answer, I am not your dream But I live where silence splits the seam I am not an answer, I am not your dream But I live where silence splits the seam I am not an answer, I am not your dream But I live where silence splits the seam So give me the blade and take the wheel I walk lines I didn't draw In a lifetime I can't define Built from pain and broken rhythm Fate is trapped beneath my skin Maybe I was never breathing And drawn into the myth of us If I fade into the margins Will they know I came from dust? I've been stitched in the nothing But I've never felt the frame Built from pain and empty rhythm The call on rise beneath my skin I sink into the stain of bleeding I struggle in an world unjust And I fade into the margins Will I still be more than dust? And I fade into the margins Where I fall with no ending Will I still be more than dust? Will I still be more than dust?