How to explain this essence that fogs my mind,
It's like I'm always held down despite when I strive to climb.

As soon as I wake up it hits me, the fear to adhere.
Struggling to search for answers in the final frontier.

Deep in the depths,
Rambling, lost in everglades.
Stargazing, but trapped inside the palisades.
Stuck searching,
For a bright light that never fades.
Surrounded by blades, black spades, and clever shades,
I sever pain,

And reach, the interior.
It shows that you're inferior when you're fixated on hysteria.

I rise above.
Ignore your self,
Your core will shelf.
I explore myself, to get more or else,

To be brainlocked,
Like sheep blighted, doomed to live inert.
Brain alert, third mind open, can't revert,

To living the false life, of the beguiled,
Close my eyes, turn my dial, and flood my mind just like the Nile.
Must make my dreams fertile and spit out this black bile.