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From -- Date Unknown sometime in 2012
How do I tell people that I'm not me, that I've been swept up in a dark and dangerous world. No one really knows what goes on in the mind and why, they are. I've been withdrawn now for the last 3 months, I don't know why, I was happy but now am just a wandering shell of what I once was, I can't sleep, I get startled way to easily, I want to do things but I'm not having energy or will to do things.
Gentlemen once were looked upon like greatness
I feel like I'm hiding away, scared
Alone in a world that goes by
Unnoticed, Ignored a ghost
Voices on the inside, help, hinder
Processes that I try
I fail it fails
BREAKDOWN
Communication lost, log-in failed
Connection to reality refused
Abort, Retry, Ignore
My next step unknown
Where can I go, I don't feel safe
People around want to help
Want me around
I'm so ashamed of whats become
Is it best without me around.
No one understands the honest truth, Pills, Advice, Pills, family doesn't want to know, people that love me have no idea, I'm afraid, they are too, how do I say "I'm Broken, please Fix" Information overload, trains of thought from every angle, TAKESHIDA, Sir Gand, Screams of the unknown, all inside, wanting me to help them, but how do I. I'm only one person, there's only so much I can handle, wars, heart ache famine, I'm not a great thinker, no scientist, not a general ... WHY Me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, whats the reason they chose me.
"Young Sage Darion" shouts the master
"Yes Sire", knowing I'll need to clean
"Your with me today"
Never had I gone anywhere
"Today I'm training, you"
Following Gand through what seems like an endless corridor
Stopped at a clearing
Off in the distance
Trumpets and Fan-fair
Death surrounds you poor boy
"Death I'm wondering what he means"
Every day I return from where ever it is the master sends
Knowing not what the reason for, I do not ask
The keep above the dungeon below
SCREAMS
Blood curdled true honest deathly
"Boy, please help"
I turn
an out stretched hand, old and withered
The eyes, his eyes are terrified
Seeing the worst and watching souls rot
Scared by the torment
I'm but only one
I'm not chosen
I'm average
I'm a no-body
I can't make sense of anything that is in my head right now, I haven't slept well in weeks, 7 weeks to be correct, I need to be left alone, to understand whats wrong, I'm onto something. Did I unlock a creative key that's allowing me to be me for once is this who I really am. Living in a dream state hidden away from all, is this my true self, working away slowly. That's not helping if it is, I'm in trouble, I know I'm not looked upon favourably any more, even though my work place says, they just want me to get better and return to work healthy, I know that they are getting annoyed with everything. I find it very difficult to try and comprehend a true honest explanation that won't put people off.
TAKESHIDA
WHERE ARE YOU OLD FRIEND
ARE YOU NOW LAID TO REST
AT PEACE WITH THE KNOWLEDGE
I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO TELL YOUR LAST FEW MOMENTS
TO SHOW THAT YOU ARE A GOOD PERSON
you're not forgotten
your soul can rest
now
Gentlemen once were looked upon like greatness
I feel like I'm hiding away, scared
Alone in a world that goes by
Unnoticed, Ignored a ghost
Voices on the inside, help, hinder
Processes that I try
I fail it fails
BREAKDOWN
Communication lost, log-in failed
Connection to reality refused
Abort, Retry, Ignore
My next step unknown
Where can I go, I don't feel safe
People around want to help
Want me around
I'm so ashamed of whats become
Is it best without me around.
No one understands the honest truth, Pills, Advice, Pills, family doesn't want to know, people that love me have no idea, I'm afraid, they are too, how do I say "I'm Broken, please Fix" Information overload, trains of thought from every angle, TAKESHIDA, Sir Gand, Screams of the unknown, all inside, wanting me to help them, but how do I. I'm only one person, there's only so much I can handle, wars, heart ache famine, I'm not a great thinker, no scientist, not a general ... WHY Me!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!, whats the reason they chose me.
"Young Sage Darion" shouts the master
"Yes Sire", knowing I'll need to clean
"Your with me today"
Never had I gone anywhere
"Today I'm training, you"
Following Gand through what seems like an endless corridor
Stopped at a clearing
Off in the distance
Trumpets and Fan-fair
Death surrounds you poor boy
"Death I'm wondering what he means"
Every day I return from where ever it is the master sends
Knowing not what the reason for, I do not ask
The keep above the dungeon below
SCREAMS
Blood curdled true honest deathly
"Boy, please help"
I turn
an out stretched hand, old and withered
The eyes, his eyes are terrified
Seeing the worst and watching souls rot
Scared by the torment
I'm but only one
I'm not chosen
I'm average
I'm a no-body
I can't make sense of anything that is in my head right now, I haven't slept well in weeks, 7 weeks to be correct, I need to be left alone, to understand whats wrong, I'm onto something. Did I unlock a creative key that's allowing me to be me for once is this who I really am. Living in a dream state hidden away from all, is this my true self, working away slowly. That's not helping if it is, I'm in trouble, I know I'm not looked upon favourably any more, even though my work place says, they just want me to get better and return to work healthy, I know that they are getting annoyed with everything. I find it very difficult to try and comprehend a true honest explanation that won't put people off.
TAKESHIDA
WHERE ARE YOU OLD FRIEND
ARE YOU NOW LAID TO REST
AT PEACE WITH THE KNOWLEDGE
I HAVE BEEN ABLE TO TELL YOUR LAST FEW MOMENTS
TO SHOW THAT YOU ARE A GOOD PERSON
you're not forgotten
your soul can rest
now
Published 28th Dec 2013
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