Withdraw

Here I am sitting alone at the gate
Wondering if my entire life
was just one big mistake

There’s a world that’s lost
to an average man
inside the touch of a gentle hand

The light is bright
Inside the dark
When the silence fills your deserted heart

And nighttime encloses
Like a sacred shroud
Upon the emptiness
of all your secular vows

Images swirl inside my head
From a past of horrors
and a future of dread

I leave myself and reappear
Into the nothingness
of my irrelevant years

Am I living or dead
I can no longer decide

I know only to withdraw again
Into the void of my own disguise