Edge Of Perception

      Everything seems so make believe, twists and turns, your life will be deceived. The disease was thrown, the sun seemed dark, the flame grew cold. Tried to escape it with a rush, just to be killed with a crush. Everything started to unwind, throwing its self into a rewind, down the same eternal path I didn't want to stay, my new found demons were holding me at bay. 

      Trying to fight my way back towards the light, they sucked me of all my might. Falling down an endless spiral full of fire, pain is how I'll expire. Let your eyes see, would you really want to know how much this hurts me? 

Let me breathe..

     Wake up, got to save myself, I'm not to be kept on ones shelf. I'm still not defeated. Use the knowledge so nothing is repeated. Venture through the mind and all its contents, let it all make sense. Trickery and evil are futures of this world, adjust to the being, you'll never be unfurled. 

    See the sun rise, let it set, control the substance and you make the threats. You don't want the pain? Don't you want to feel the journey I took before I came? 

      I am a pilgrim on the edge, on the edge of my perception. We are travelers on the edge, always at the edge of our perception.