It's the eternity of it all
The possibility of an insatiable hunger for the unknown
Depths that only fit in my imagination
Maybe it's a twisted curse
Or maybe a misplaced blessing
But I'm still in that prison in my head
What was once misery is now solace to my soul
I watch my life pass me by
A never ending sequel of misery that I'm trapped in
I find rhythm in the chaos in my head
The sadness and the pain are now a part of me
It's become a plague rooted in my soul
Maybe I lost control of it a long time ago
Or maybe it was never mine to control in the first place
©irish.ly
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