Psyche

Sweet unconscious moments of sufferring
My memories of dreams
All these empty meaningless feelings, they seem to never leave

They're so fake
Lies that built like brick
A building that will not fall, not at all

Keeps me tripping around
My voice has no clear, true sound
My brain will never work right again

Look at this destruction I have found
Here there, all around me
Keeping me so captivated

My own words I say are hated
I'm too cold in this warmth of a dream
It's always almost snowing here it seems

Frost is building around the walls and yet I see fire burning in the halls
All these obstacles I have never saw

Never will I again
Tomorrow all will forget where I have been
Yesterday just a forgotten scene
I'll see tomorrow in my dreams