Freeing to see my walls come down

Freedom to doubt my walk on the clouds

The fog of my mind envelops me

My longing for peace allows me to see

I walk along the darkness, I listen to the trees

I follow the path, I wander the eves

Was it always this simple, or will it get worse?

a sadistic god, and an open hearse

I stand here willing to give in

Free to give myself love again