It’s certain I should work in a way I’m not designed to To wit: this must be it, and all there is that I’m confined to But if you think like this, then shit, they’ve been able to blind you! Have you longed to be so lost that one could never ever find you? Or to go so far into the dark you don’t know what’s behind you? Wondered how’d life be without your thoughts there to remind you Of the pain of all the chains in place created just to bind you? Have you ever read the signs between the lines of what is said Or felt the dread of being led to where your life instead is dead Or been surprised when you realized that all you prized was merely lies And all the striving in this life could not suffice to make it right? Well I am there and I am scared, quite unprepared for what I bear I’ve barely felt apparent welts and there is blood that can’t be spared I understand it’s by my hand that I have landed where I am And though I’m faring fairly well, I feel to hell I should be damned And in a manic panic, frantic, anti-depressed ain’t fast enough My grandest plans demand expansion, unplanned aggressions can erupt When losing touch it seems so much distrust just bubbles ever up As the lessons never lessen, doors keep closing, never shut But just before ignoring warnings and performing warring games The present moment is remembered, I experience the pain And as I face the fears they fall so flatly, fuming into flames And I am grateful for these gifts that give us so much more to gain