Confusion
As it festers
Questions going unanswered
The comfort being slaughtered
Lies, only lies
Truths in disguise
Questions on the rise
Worries show their true size
How does going out of one's comfort zone bring comfort?
How is the other's confusion our enlightenment?
How is it we're really signed to one assignment?
How is the others anxiety our excitement?
I'm going crazy but that's okay
At least I'm distracted by my thoughts
While I lay here to decay
Feeling of inadequacy slowly turn into comfort
Voices in my head become sweetening of some sort
As I lay
To decay
I pray
To the gods to let have my way
Let light shine through me as I fade away
Levitating
No pain
Dead brain
The voices stopped talking to my brain
Let light shine through me as I fade
Levitating
I feel no pain
Dead brain
The voices have stopped and the demons have been slain