The night revolves like a kaleidoscope
Making the ordinary Extraordinary.
I have sunk down deep
So the moonlight cannot reach me.
I sit suspended in a palpable pain
So coarse it becomes my pleasure.
It lulls me into a sickening sleep
Full of nightmares that eat away at my mind.
My pain drowns me
Like a rock tied to my heart.
A painful tugging that rips me apart.
I have scissors in my hand that I could easily use
To cut myself free
but instead I use their sharp
To bring more pain to me
So I can stay in the dark.
The truth is l'm scared
Scared of what would happen
If I floated up to the silvery glow
And let myself be illuminated.
I fear I would loose who I am
Because in the pain, in the dark
there's no one to impress and
No one to pretend for
In the pain, in the dark
You Are Who You Are
And who I am is not what You think