Pit of Consciousness - Jinjer

I keep on loosing the keys

From reality

An now I'm passing on the wheel

To insanity.

In a secluded corner

Waiting for my time to come,

Waiting for the bedlam

To be pacified.

I am climbing hand over fist

And I scratch concrete.

Shine in the end...

My mistake it's not there.

The air is terribly heavy here

It settles inside

And I suffer burn after burn

From the dark.

Burn

In a pit of consciousness

Squeal is bleeding

So I feel there was someone else

Before me.

Eyes are changing colors.

A stranger knocks on my mind.

I became a foreigner

To myself!

Myself

Stillness stuns.

Wish I'd run

Creeped away to the light.

In my head someone else

Setting snares

For my soul.

In the darkest place

What was once named "consciousness"

I'm a miniature,

I'm a sketch forfeiting outlines.

Irrelevant entity to sanity,

A hive for nonsense,

For multiple selves

Resonating, but never compromising.

Stillness stuns.

Wish I'd run

Creeped away to the light.

In my head someone else

Setting snares

For my soul

For my soul

Waiting for my mind to be pacified