Darkness all around surrounds without a sound my head pounds while my thoughts are racin' like hounds outta bounds just runnin' wild runnin' round this mound of decay in my mind it's like a design so fine drawn in perfect time to the lines of rhyme I'm spitting while I'm sittin' on my bed these thoughts going through my head, one stays alive one's already dead she says as she walks away I feel it in my chest a phantom roamin and moanin in pain coiled up to keep from going insane like a membrane inside my mind it's mesmerised it's wide awake yet it feels so tired like a car that won't start but has already been wired all it wants is to be admired away from the liars who jerk and jab it awake then contain it to stop it's ever so cunning escape but they're too late, it leaps over and disappears leaving behind smears of tears wiped away long ago by a creature who roamed for thousands of years always getting near then backing away like they say into the shadows to escape the light of day
