Memory Struck

There's always a shadow behind me
When I inhale it all and try to breathe
Suffocated from the empty room
Exhausted when I try to get up and move
Lost in the moment, when I should be open
I pull myself together, numb from floating around like a feather
It's all following me, while I'm busy swallowing
My heart may give out at any moment
It could break apart from any movement

I'm still imagining a darker place
And every result matches your face
You're uninvited, but you push through
Paralyzed, I'm stuck in one place, I can't move

I say I can lead my traumatized heart
To a better time, away from what happened
Away from the moment you dropped it
Don't worry, you are no cure, just leave it
These are just the effects of being memory struck