Searching for myself,
Through the light and night.
Sleeping through the day,
Slipping through the thoughts,
Holding myself back,
From what I should be,
What I should see.
She came around,
This time with much power,
Touched my concious,
I was driving through the unseen.
My eyes were closed,
But I could see clearly the ego sea,
This is where I should be.
Further into the vacuum,
I'm floating through,
Feeling myself.
Seeing myself in the mirror,
Dark the tone,
Telling me not to hold on.
I'm losing what's left of me,
Everyday I breathe it's a struggle,
Inside of me.
The reflection is clear,
Curving a version of me so unclear,
The tainted colours,
The lost curves on my face.
I realize I've been masking myself,
Hiding behind a false self,
So the reflection I must kill.
Watching again;
This time more aware,
Of my position and where -
I should look, I should focus,
My body is weak,
My soul is strong,
Walking through the light,
Shading the darkness.
Looking through;
From the other side,
The adventure side.
Since the days of the Willow Tree,
Visions I see,
She gave me sight more clear,
My heart pumping her touch,
I'm falling through the fantasy,
Losing what's left of me,
Becoming a new me.
