A cold wind blows across the barren landscape of my mind
Darkness descends in front of my eyes like curtains drawn
Cannot tell if I’m awake or if I’ve drifted off to who knows where
Nothing makes much sense
Am I locked in dream without my sanity?
I feel constrained wanting to reach out with arms I do not have
Too afraid to call out into the darkness
Scared of this reality of what has become of me