You bought a book on psychic development although things happened before that You watched a documentary on the universe and string theory and something inside pinched tight You peered out from window up high and even with past suffering from society's taunts you saw oneness of all it clicked in your bones When in bed at night you began to see shapes and sparkled light Memory of man when visions ran shouting in your face You thought a dream or so it seemed until he called the same You recalled the visions from a child when imaginations charged wild The night came back Never to be the same Sights seen that make horror film and video games scream lame So no matter how weak I may feel I know there's been a lot to deal Stronger for the scare and pain