Sitting in a space of my minds creation...
Visiting my soul's dark side...
Forest of thought...
Thoughts stretched out for miles...
NO leaves on the trees to guide...
Forced to see the trunks stripped bare...
With experiences gnarled and knotted...
The truth is so hard to face...
It leaves my mind besotted...
Forcing my eyes to focus...
On this last chance of clarity...
I find myself on my knees praying for
charity...
But there is no graceful reprieve...
From the demons within me dwell...
Is it heaven that I seek...
Or do I like it here in hell...