My empty dreams and restless thoughts
All search for something more.
The writhing nature of my soul
Needs hope worth fighting for.

My spirit's inward song of life
Can't seem to find a way
To break the wall of Spirit World.
And capture endless day.

It screems for voice and pleads for ways
To break free from its cell.
To find a language deep enough
To burst the gates of hell.

something tells me that I'm not writing these words...
someone else is....
its kinda freeky....
but its amazing.