Intemperance

Walking every morning
Thinking about the past
How could I fix it
If everything happened so fast?
My mind has changed
Now I can see much further
Or do I just see mirages
Lying on the sand?
Anxiety, my old friend
How could I have perceived it?
Since when am I lost?
So here I’m again
Asking for some answers
Only when I try to look back
I realize how softly I trod
I’m escaping from myself!
Tempest in a teapot
Death! Is the only way
Fire! Inside my brain
I’m overcome with anguish!
Living — Like a living dead — Me
The same old obstacle
I must find the way out of here — Now!
I can clearly see
Beyond your face
When you are abducted by the mind
And takes control of you
Don’t you see?
You’re inside the flesh
The unacceptable truth
Has always been in front of you