Words of wisdom, power I hold from this eternal prism.
A dimension, Forsaken one on a mission.
Escaping torment of these visions, bloody incisions, asking what might be their intentions.
I survive the burden of life, holding on until I can feel alive. Living dead, zombie in mind, lost inside of my own head.
Abuse and demise as my body bled, to shed...
A tear, suppress my worse fear. Hope to see clear to what is most and dear.
Thinking about my life, wondering when I will find my wife..