My eyes are silent
Gazing over the grassy hill
Mind is blind
To the shifting grass
Pushed by the wind
I try to speak
But my mouth doesn't open

Trapped in static
As I feel this weight
Of doubt crush
My shoulders

I try to remain clairvoyant  
But this thunder rolling in
Blocks the guiding light
My path forgotten in the dark

The Virgil of my path
Is missing and I'm Dante
Heading into the inferno

I surrender to the road
Of the many in order
To find home
On my journey I will travel
Another piece of fabric
Of life
Will I have sewn