Trapped within limbo without light
sailing between worlds with no end in sight
searching for the sleep that evades my broken mind
as hope turns to ash in my hands
seeping through the fingers like smoke
washed away in the waves of water
dripping from my eyes in protest...
Imprisoned by the shadows of the night
lost in the sea of emotion
drafted by my destroyed mine
reaching for light
alone floating through the ocean storm
in a boat built of my broken dreams
and oars crafted from fractured fantasies...
I sleep...
Stuck in a darkening nightmare
surrounded by the catacombs of life
dark and starving for light
a different cave for every battle I\'ve faced
my worst fears call out from the
shadows of the night.
Now I\'m shackled to a old rickety boat
by a silver chain wrapped around my torso...
alone and afraid
as it slides through the waves
going from cave to creepy crave
taking me on a tour through my worst memories and fears.