I see this light in a tunnel made of walls that scream my tainted name and slander all that’s mine.
And… since tattered lines now guide me throughout the structure, I wonder if there’s any plans to take me under.
Take me deeper until I can’t see. And beg for a chance to know of what the light brings.
Feel my heart beat, but not see a damn thing. Am I living or is this a loss of vision in a dream?
I see more with my eyes closed. Is this the way it ends? Or is all in my mind closed, to late for me to mend?