Darkness growing, changing, flowing, Leading into nothing. Yet nothing worth leading.
Lead on to find salvation, Paranoid with some desperation, Desperate thoughts and troubled times, Thoughts run rampant through your mind.
Where do you go to find your peace?
Peace of mind and piece of thought, How do you live the life you wrought? The ecstasy runs far and few, The rest of life is a troubled brew.
Brew a cup and take a sip, Catch your breath, and bite your lip. Then stand and move forward once more.
Do you move with a plan, or plan to move?
A terrible dilemma, with no real clue, Choose your path, or let the path choose you. Following instincts hoping for the best, Take a breath and find some rest.
Do you sit with hope, or hope to sit? Regain your thoughts a little bit, Sitting, thinking, hoping, dreaming, Regain yourself and begin believing,
Are you from the darkness leading?
Or just leading into darkness?