Awoken to darkness, silence and darkness
Feeling the movement of unraveling bandage
Lying motionless, bordering carcass
As the doctors and nurses assess the damage,
The Angel in the distance assures safe passage.
Three empty syringes to assuage the pain
Ability to move limited to a blink
Inevitably in this prison, he is to remain
Deeper and deeper within the mind, he\'ll sink,
Searching his mental library for the missing link.
He cries and begs for life through screams and tears
But only whispers, exhale through the plastic hose
Missing the growth of his kids, his biggest fear
Trapped within this state of comatose,
The curtains of reality begin to close.