• I stand with little feeling,
    clinging helplessly to my breath

    As my hands tremble sharply,
    I silently wish for death

    Silence becomes my enemy
    Unknown becomes my fear

    My mind continues racing,
    but my body is still right here

    Pressure builds upon me
    I feel The World's piercing eyes

    I'm unsensible, unsociable
    while covered up in lies

    Emotions are not an option,
    they all have disappeared

    They lurk in the fog,
    awaiting rebirth
    but for now all fog has cleared