Contentess consumes me,

when my walls are taken down,

a haze of unclarity,

darkens everything that surrounds.

My thoughts are hidden,

too far away it seems,

locked away and forgotten,

Found only in dreams,

Bursts of insanity!

are bluffs nonetheless,

achievements of understanding,

unoften are blessed.

Who are you but an outsider?

claiming to have a key,

time doesn't go backwards,

the past can't be retrieved,

In an empty shell,

desperation lies within,

hope doesn't exist,

only sickness and sin.