Cast into an iron box
Shut and put away
Somewhere that no one knows
Might as well be in the middle of the sea
Or in another galaxy
You can claw at the walls
Until your nails are ******
You can scream for help
Until your voice turns hoarse
You can tell yourself that you'll be fine
Until the words don't make sense anymore
You can close your eyes and try to make it disappear
Until you don't know what is real:
The darkness below your eye lids
... Or the Darkness around you?
You lie in there
Until you don't know
What is up and down
What is sound and silence
What is real and imaginary
What is alive and dead
Which is you and which is the Darkness
Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 12:30 PM UTC
Cast into an iron box
Shut and put away
Somewhere that no one knows
Might as well be in the middle of the sea
Or in another galaxy
You can claw at the walls
Until your nails are ******
You can scream for help
Until your voice turns hoarse
You can tell yourself that you'll be fine
Until the words don't make sense anymore
You can close your eyes and try to make it disappear
Until you don't know what is real:
The darkness below your eye lids
... Or the Darkness around you?
You lie in there
Until you don't know
What is up and down
What is sound and silence
What is real and imaginary
What is alive and dead
Which is you and which is the Darkness
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