Following the river of my mind
Twisting and turning the paths do wind
Never know what I might find
But if I travel far too deep
The essence of my mind will seep
Away my mind unable to keep
From the hidden cracks unknown
The places I don\'t want to roam
My mind just trying to get back home
Its always just a losing fight
Trying to find that place of light
Through the deep dark shadows of the night
And pull my wandering conscious back
And find my reality my mind does lack.