Hunted

In the cold and lonely spaces between hopes and fears

Where psilocybin dreams filled my younger years

There lies a darkened shrine that harbors unknown tombs

Drawing me forth despite my inner wounds

In every night

There is a dream that I can’t contain

Fears that I’ve held

Deep in my bones since my soul was conceived

There is no light

No sure escape from the tide

Here stands the man, watching

His fingers beckon me near

What kind of evil trick has brought me back to here?

A stone now is pushed aside that covers up my fear

Maybe I seek this place to redeem all my sins

Not just mine, but those bestowed upon my kin

In every night

There is a dream that I can’t contain

Fears that I’ve held

Deep in my bones since my soul was conceived

There is no light

No sure escape

I see him

He comes forth

From darkness

He takes form

I see him

He is I

I am cursed

And I am damned