Feelings of Senselessness and Detachment

Im made of liquid dreams,
that slowly drip into reality...

Containing my soul tied down,
to dirt, bones and memories of past loves....

Before we crack this wall of disenchantment,
theres not much to say yet...

Just keep accumulating experiences,
till they blow up in my fragile brain...

Lets keep searching for whats poetic,
to prevent going completely insane...