the darkness falls upon me
my hair reflects what little light the moon brings
and for me there is only one reality
that comes to me while my mind is exiting.

what hopes, what inspiration brings me to my knees?
what light falls beyond the shadowy exterior?
it is not the same as I follow my own lead
and it is not the same as I grow less inferior.

the wrasp of my voice overcomes the imagination,
what is there besides this of that I dare not understand?
there is so much more to say than what I have dared to mention
just look me in the eye and lend me your hand.

for there is something else that lies beyond those borders
the darkness guarantees it, but it also comes through the light
I just can't cut to the chase, I can't cut through the corners
because I don't want to miss something, but in the end I just might.