When your thoughts are so deep and you reach the bottom pit of your imagination,
Everything grows dark around you.
When you try to walk you tumble,
Cause you cannot see light to choose your path carefully.
All around you shadows shift,
Longing to engulf you make you no longer be.
As you move around in circles
Aches and pains are always present
Now your body is crumbling to pieces.
You are using your hands to guide you.
Like a zombie you are walking with eyes open but seeing nothing.
Fear is gripping your mind; your heart’s beating faster than a drum.
Then you release, it is the last straw.