"your heart starts skipping steps..."

dreams of the past
turn into nightmares that taunt me
in sleepless nights
worsening my condition
i keep following the bright lights
and the pretty packages
building castles in the air
as hollow as their insides
and i keep forgetting what i have inside
this onion-like ball that governs my life
and the more i peel the layers
more tears race down my face

stop skipping steps!
i say it loudly within
but the walls dampen the sound
and all the old habits come back again
like a robot in a factory
repeating the same task
night after night