Scorned - Pathos

Crack apart and slip away

Reality turns grey

Impression turns to pain, transforms

Into dreams of thorns

Into dreams of thorns

The mind it feels like scorned

Fade into a blur so dim

Fate can be so grim

Grasping for a helping hand

But alone you stand

You can hear yourself say

I’m alive

Friends you lose as time goes by

Everyone stops asking why

Try to find some inner peace

Not to awake the beast

Do not awake the beast

The mind it feels like scorned

Corridors painted green, tiles on the floor

Tucked away never join reality no more

Misfit to society

Safe and sound mind is drowned

In a chemical haze

Empty eyes now your life trapped in a maze

No reliability

You can hear yourself say

I’m alive

Fade into a blur so dim

Fate can be so grim