Fate has brought me to place unknown,
I follow wherever the wind has blown,
twirling about like a leaf in the air,
wandering so free, without a care.
Cornered by thoughts that torture me,
wondering how they could have come to be,
life's horrors, the pains, and the such,
driving me crazy, for it is too much
I reach the hill, up to the top,
at the peak is where I stop,
over the horizon for miles I see,
is everything the way it should be?
Paranoia consumes my thoughts,
dries up my spirit as if in a drought,
I scream to the sky, no one can hear
the pain, the suffering, the outburst of fear
Hopes, dreams, consumed within,
I watch as the bright light grows dim.
Myself and the darkness have both become one,
by the end of the day -- transformation done.
Lightning strikes, thunder roars.
Light can exist no more.
Children of the night come out to play.
Welcome, those who have gone astray.