© Jaimey Perham 07/11/2011

Stranded alone in a vortex of breath

Facing a figure in black dark of death

Vision of shadows from third eye of depth

Must stand my ground no matter the price

Moving through the tunnel just like experiment blind mice

Seeing people in bright windows full of love who seem very nice

Keep searching for an exit, but never an end

Sky doesn’t appear until advice from a friend

Finally the fog lifts just around the sharp bend

Heavy breath from evil figure gets soft and light

Download of knowledge in the deep dead of night

Truth defeats fear full of lies and mind control fright

Battle intense, but enemy lay dead from the fight

Took all my strength, all my inner spiritual might

Doors now open wide, new life in clear sight

Leaving the past behind, but still carrying the weight

Using my experience as a tool not a vehicle of hate

Future unknown, present actions determines my fate