You've started putting chains all around you,
Blinded by fake feelings,
You've began tormenting yourself,
The black void is now eating you up,
Twisted realities are burning in a spiral linked to each other,
There's no sunshine,there's no hope,there's no nothing..
Brake the cage if you could,and still trapped you'd feel,
Fight the demons,and scars still there would be.
A voice you hear:
"Free yourself by these darkened poisonous thoughts,
And maybe,a sense of meaning,a sense of living,
A sense of loving,a sense of sharing,
Will fill your hole,
Blue skies will open up."
You succumb to it
And you'd still ask yourself:"Now what?!"
