[Writing] Boomerang

I wrote this at camp, intended as a potential song, and I'm rather proud of it. It's not finished but what do you think of what's there so far?

You can't await arousal from a sleep you're never in,
So go send off the hound, for he'll return without a scent.
Between overanalysis and patience wearing thin,
You yearn for it to come back when it never really went.
A lack of understanding lays inscribed upon your face,
And yet unwillingness to open leaves the letters smeared.
But then if you had never pushed away your saving grace,
You'd never realize that you desired what you feared.

So throw away the boomerang,
And hope it won't come back to you.
Go throw away the boomerang,
And let it become fact to you.

All your efforts are in vain.
You'll never fit your body through a loophole.