The Vanishing

Still I feel lost

In this chaotic world of hypocrisy

The memories still haunting me

And the voices echoing between

With a bleak smile on my face I feast

As I still mourn the past

I watch as the naked leaves fall

And rigid branches crackle under my feet

I will return to the peace I so long forgot

Regression and progression are the same

In this state of suspended animation

Heartless I lie on the coldest ground

...night is too bright for me

I learn't much of the lies

I have seen witches burning on stakes

I will never smell the fresh air again

My vision is blurred with fine hoarfrost

The horrendous truth

It blurred my vision

I glance (at you) with empty eyes

As I vanish into think fog

I realize that

Night is too bright for me...