Further down the rabbit hole,
Is where i spend my time,
To get away from all the things,
That haunt me in my mind,
My mind it seems has gone on leave,
And has left me withering,
Still i hope that it will return to me,
Yet day by day all my things get up and walk away,
My broken thoughts my shattered dreams,
It may be i am a fractured thing,
Yet still i fight to return the light ,
That the wind did **** ,
Leaving only blindness,
Blind head blind heart
My shattered parts will mend,
For when love leaves the world ,
All hearts they are left cold.