Here I am oblivious in oblivion
Do I escape or do I enjoy the state I'm in
Is it possible to extract myself from this
And will what I face be torment or will it be bliss
Here I am without my sanity
Letting it slip away seems all too easy
Now I'm stuck in a shadow of reality
Will I ever extract my former self from what is now me
A picture of the portrait of that I cannot see in front of me
Things look flat but are not what they seem to be
Depth perception blinded by the choices I've forgone
Now I'm in a state of being where my mind is numb