As i trudged through the sea of rage
i looked around trapped in a cage...

Serotonin running from my head down to the floor
I wander through the day again but never walk...

The dismal fate of all i know
a pain that none should feel...

The wind blows on a window pane
the bright light shines right through...

Put them on
Slip inside...

This place we call home
this world full of hate...

Lost in the void that has become my life
all alone in the dark as I deal with my strife...

Empty faces stare me down
as my world revolves around...

Awake and asleep
but not really either...

Sitting in the sunset
as the world just floats on by...

In the heat of the moment
all is blurred and imperfect...

Tears of crimson fall from the sky
the pit opens and laps them up hungrily...