and with that moment, in everything and nothing
I had become what i sought to destroy
The voices in my head cripple my mind
Cant think for myself,
but in all awareness I continue to exist
Feeling filthy, for i had never discovered a hidden world
That i could unwind by the magic trees
and babbling streams.
In my last few moments of sane insanity
I lost myself, in all that could have been
When i had never been all that i could
Just the ravings, of a woman, man, child.
Who knows anymore, does it really matter?
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