Cold like.

Something was right, but so very wrong.
In a dream world with time flying by.
His heart beat fast, a sad monotone song.
Eyes wide open, too black and dry.

Hours turn into days.
Passed by without a care.
In one place he stays.
Entranced with a vacant stare.

Then came the visions
The voices and the sleepless hell.
The meaningless decisions.
The paranoia and the enclosing cell.

Ask him if he's sharing.
Or if he even cares at all.
Double bass blaring.
Shred echoing off the wall.

He cant hear you, hes gone.
Somewhere between earth and the sky.
The time stood still at dawn.
Time enough to stand and wonder why.

Why won't he sleep?
And escape his life that's lost.
Dug in too deep.
With his lungs crystalized in frost.

Then came the visions
The voices and the sleepless hell.
The meaningless decisions.
The paranoia and the enclosing cell.

When it all went away.
All the people he has befriended.
Would they please stay.
This is never what he intended.