Going Thin

Under the disguise that reads
Your strength is going thin
You find yourself between the only thing
That keeps you travelling
And skin on stone
Twice the sentence has grown

And I can't be here for too long
And I can't be here alone

I am not quite as far as you
Will ever know
If you find what you wanted
Let me know
My cell is fine
I dream and lie
It will be mine
Freedom from a TV that streams all night