Panopticon

My eyes are blind with ignorance
I try to find a way but there is not a shred of my sense
That still remains, darkness surrounds
Filling my every breath
Fierce pain and absent memory
Power stealing all the thoughts about the thing that I seek
Apathy splintering through my mind
I lay alone here in the cold
How will I find a way to climb out of the trap for my soul?
In my heart I am paralyzed, terrified
Daring to move myself away
The fear of letting go will take away my hope for relief
Is something wrong with me? Curse my complacency

My will for contrition is confused by indecision
Breaking me down, this is my freedom
Take it away, but I can’t have it

It’s my freedom, but I can’t have what’s mine
It’s my freedom, and I am filled with fear.

Broken, abandoned in this place of my fallen soul
Suffocating darkness removing my shred of hope

I cannot find my place of peace
I cannot find the salvation that I seek

My eyes are blind, my soul is week
My spirits trapped, my future I can’t see

Broken, abandoned in this place of my fallen soul
Suffocating darkness removing my shred of hope

All this wasted time traveling toward a destination of self-destruction
Bandaging my wounds that refuse to heal
Searching for the panacea to release me
From my carnal prison
There is nothing that I can do to be free of this
There is no way for me to taste the freedom that I seek
There is no hope for me
There is no hope

My eyes adjust to the shadow embracing me
Memory recalls the perfection of my defeat

The veil lifts away and the truth becomes clear
I am a man and my enemy is here