This is a prelude to a journey,
Across the waters to the Eastern banks,
Where old friends wait to greet me,
I'll await you across the sea.
The winds run their ice hands on my skin,
Resurfacing memories I had imprisoned,
Locked away in my mind,
The cage has been broken into,
Fear is a set of keys that opens my box of nightmares,
Now they run around,
Projecting suppressed images into my mind.
Mind over matter.
Mind over body.
But the mind is free willed,
And when the nightmares begin,
There is no waking up,
There is silence at the end of the line,
When all I need is a whisper,
There is emptiness.
When the fireplace will save me from the ice,
The doors are shut,
And no matter how many bells I ring,
No matter how bruised my knuckles are,
Nobody answers my prayer.
My legs give away beneath me,
Spiraling down,
I plummet face down,
Into a world I was afraid of,
A world of fears,
A world of tears,
The way out is across the sea,
I will await you my love,
Put your ears to my heart,
There is only silence.