Lost in the caverns, too busy exploring
Stayed so long, he missed the morning.
He couldn’t come home. even if he wanted.
He knows too much, but won’t say a word.
Going back, the horrors he saw,
Reflected a world he knew once before.
Familiar, but each with their own little twist
Going back, he seems so lost
This is all so different, and yet still feels the same
Eventually the fog clears, and he can look for a way out
Safety outside, if only he can remember the route
Trapped in this madness he feels so insane
It’s no wonder he doesn’t want to go back again.
Tormented over and over, trapped in his own brain.
You can always go and see him, back in his house
He apologises for the monster so close next door, he wishes he could move out.
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