Breakdown - Neuroticfish

I step into the darkness

Preparing for the light

I do expect the hardest

And deferred out of sight

I still sense the different

Darker kinds of meat

I try to feel the distance

Between ground and feet

Sometimes it seems to me

This little invitation

You’re smiling down on me

Without retaliation

The purpose comes within

With different dependencies

I step into a room

With mirrors of disguise

My theets begin to flicker

My Fingers become eyes