THE PARANOIA STORM

Halfway down the lane i walk
i realize i am alone again
nothing to lose, nothing at stake
i laugh at destiny's wake

Dreams that never took shape
a mist of forlorn hope
memories, some bright some drab
i sing to none but my shade

Was it them, was it me
was it someone else's fault
i see them whisper, i hear them speak
but still i do not feel

Flaying arms, muffled screams
a wish to peel of life
i barge, to run away from this dream
away from eyes from sky that see

Day pass by in dark i hide
but yet again i walk
with a painted face, fear in my mind
and ruins from the tide

The paranoia has passed, but will never end
stuck in this cycle i will die again

i live in sorrow to die in pain