I lie to myself so often
I wonder if anybody
Actually trusts a word I say.
I create this barrier around myself
To protect me from me.
I no longer fear the world around me -
My thoughts are the scariest of all.
I know not who I am
Or where I am going.
All I know is that I am here.
But where is 'here'?
Why is it so dark and gloomy?
Why does it fill me
With such dread?
Why does it feel so familiar?
Have I been 'here' before?
My God, I have!
In fact this is the place
I lived my whole life!
But it looks so different -
So much darker,
So much scarier.
But this is it -
The hell I have grown up in.
My God, I'm back!
NO!!!!!
It can't be!!!
Please, don't let it be!
I fought so hard to get out of here!
This cannot be the same place!
Please, I need to get out!
I died here once,
Please, I beg of you,
Please don't let me die here again...
