I sewed my eyes shut, and shoved my palms through my head,
At that time and place, I would have rather been dead.
But my eyes were always closed, and the world I could not see,
The world was always calling, summoning in perfect harmony.
Hearing it so faintly, its melody soft and soothing,
I stumbled in my darkness, to find this voice seducing,
But I never did locate it, my eyes were always blind,
So I lost my ******* sanity, and demanded myself confined.
It was only in my imprisonment that I truly felt alone,
I felt my fingers ripping, the string I'd tightly sewn,
The darkness was so blinding, like nothing I had known,
I found myself digging, dirt below my tombstone.
When I reached the grassy surface, I heard someone intone,
It's been an eternity old friend, but you've never been alone.