It scares me

The tricks my thoughts display when deep in slumber

I sell out my soul

The twilight sub-plot pulls me under

From the outside in I strive to win the battles I don’t have the

Nerve to fight in my life

Will these actions then destroy my karma

Or even tear out my soul?

Once again

I can’t re-trace my steps for walking all over you

No focus, no reason, no compassion, no-one driving

From the outside in I strive to win the battles I don’t have the

Nerve to fight in my life

If this autopilot gets the green light

I may just sink without trace

One last dream before the

Twilight sub-plot pulls me under