There is a spiraling sadness

in my mind

opening doors I know

they will close behind

 

Walking down the street

I am the outcast

allways moving

I am going too fast

 

The sights and sounds

are too much to handle

numb and out of breath

please light a candle

 

I am all alone in this world,

only my mind may speak--

the truth of what is said

won't always shirek

 

I go around corners

to avoid confrontations,

I am conformed to my mind

so many expectations

 

Going backwards

so fast

I get whiplash,

by the hand of the past

 

There are a few things,

coming back to reality,

I need to see

my life in normality

 

Needing a constant

there is something I need

to realize heaven

is just a creed