I remember the day that I lost my ability to cope
On that very day that I lost my capacity for hope
I felt the darkness of reality brandish at me its knife
I felt the pressures of expectation begin crush my life
I hit a corner in my good fortune, and I was cut deep
So deeply cut was I that no longer could I weep
It hit me so; I was stunned, unable to reason
I lost sense of time, of month, and of season
But from the cut came no blood, I did not bleed
Yet in the barriers of my mind was now a seed
Not a seed of plant, or inspirational light
A seed of augmentation that gave me sight
Yet realize I had never before been blind
This sight revealed that which I could not find
Yet I found a great darkness laid upon my path
One of fury, antipathy, and misguided wrath
It was darkness different from that of night
It was substance, a thing, not missing light
An open door, another street, a different way
As I entered I felt distorted, it’s difficult to say
Somewhere else was I, a desert never seen before
As I moved I felt foreboding deep inside my very core
As fear be fear I was not stopped onward did I travel
Apathy fueled my every step as my sanity did unravel
I came upon a city of misty unrelenting haze
As I walked its streets upon its citizens did I gaze
An empty people, no one native, no one of a common ground
No songs sung, no music played, the haze had choked all sound
The empty people only look at me with faces full of grief

I know already without a doubt that my stay will not be brief
A woman comes to me, tall and blond, her friend she’s searching for
I ask her what’s his look, his name, but she’s never met him before
I ask her what’s the point of looking for a friend that is a stranger

She looks at me with furious eyes, then trudges to her danger
Now left alone, I feel a chill there’s something unwanted here
Chance is high that there are fiends, and demons coming near
I have not tools, no guns nor blades to protect myself from death
Yet chances are I’ll find some here to prolong my final breath
In the night of darkness I hear a voice pulsating in repeat

I listen and comprehend, using logic now a godly feat
Suddenly it is not one voice, but many all combined
Haze is gone for now it seems my hearing is redefined
Then suddenly with strong regret I’m longing for the day
Because now I hear in excellence what the voices say:

“I have come in fear and guilt to hide myself away
Never to face my fear and pain, in darkness I will lay
This is paradise for those like I left to rot in sadness
Forever shall I always be in the land of madness”