Feeling the need to reach into my darkness
Too much contentment, my fear surfaces
So for the moment I dedicate this to you, friend
Shadows dancing in obscurity
For whatever reason
I am feeling rather translucent
At this moment
So I will dwell upon this thought
Ask myself
Why do I fight it, hopefulness I mean
It has to be a disease, with no cure
Or just that I am so broken
that I feel the need to abuse my mind
Surely I have endured enough
So why am I corrupting myself
Creating false entities
What in the world is wrong in my soul
Is there an antidote?