Ominous on the horizon
As the sun melts through my soul.
A hazy lack of understanding
Plagues me as I tend to my mind
In misunderstood silence.
The trail of smoke and reason burns
Without my consent yet again,
Bending my will and contorting my mind.
This was never my intention,
But instead my affliction,
As I'm cursed to walk through life alone;
My stark atonement for opening my eyes
To a world that wishes to remain unseen.
