It wasn't what I wanted to take a look at,
There is fear behind the mask, the walls-
I have built up so you don't see the real me.
I seem to take a breath, something I'm not-
In control of,  my spirit rising up ever so-
Higher, ever so lower, the fire burns ever-
So painfully, and I faint by the wayside.

Life came like a tornado, destroying everything
In my path, leaving behind only my naked body-
To take care of the burns. I was lonely once,
Feeling frightened by seeing your face. I reached-
Out to you but there was only silence, a whisper-
In the dark, trying to find my way but I can't see-
The road. I was reaching for something but finding-
Nothing, only death and the fires of hell.