There is something in my mind, intact, that is keeping my secrets so tightly wrapped.
Concealed with every emotional depth. Visions through the night which are suppressed.
Dreams are nightmares, conceived in thoughts that may seem evil.
Or simply just what we think can be real.
Differences have been forgotten, in this time where things are rotten.
Yet grieve escapes through empty tears, immortalizing all those years….
Struggling for a just a moment, when I’m alone, to free myself from an endless drone…
To paint these images in my mind, as I pace from time to time.

To close my eyes and see the darkness
In a world which seems so endless
Seeing past lives which have forewarned
That is where almost all fate is torn

To stare into the gates of eternity and nothingness
Hoping to find something to ease this distress
To look into a mirror and see a face, betrayed, a glimpse of death that is portrayed.
To near an edge where all life could end, with words that have lost almost all meaning
When its realized that all truths are misleading.