Have you gone where I've been?

Took the time to walk through the treasures of your mind,
like a gypsy in a junkyard.

Seen the tears and still indulged,
Smelled the blood and
made sure it wasn't your own.
Had it all and gave it away.

Do you close your eyes and
see images of the best of times.
Only to awake to the horror that is this.

Are you consoled in knowing
that she drinks with the GODS
as you battle with the believers.

Are you ready for the illusion to end?
Is there a method to your punishment?

Walk beside all of this,
Hand in injured hand
with all of this.

Do you feel that tingling
as you create me?

I've been here the whole time.
You were never alone.

This is why you are here,
this is why you have suffered.
This is what they need to see.

If not for you, do it for me.