Never Coming Down

You have to believe me this time. I just don't feel like it.
A violent haze of mutations is sweeping all around. Ghostly vibrating raptures take place of my frequent glares. So much for the heart, confined in an empty ball room. Need for a feminine shade of colors never backs down. Incomplete in a thought but still brought about by a dipole of negativity. Hope has forgotten its way to my chambers. Headlights pass but do not light. I am still here, yet again on the same avenue. Drive over me. Bring me some light. Some light. She never looks back, neither do I. A lone breed of ache swings forth. Only the cure, I cannot find. They say I haven't been there yet. But whats to say, when no one saw me going there.