JOURNEY TO MAGIC
O Fear, the tumultuous monster beneath my bed,
The tumultuous blister bleeding in my head,
Why have you come to torture me today,
Why have you come to send me on my way,
On my way to sadness or anger or worse
On my way to the everlasting curse
On the way to the brink of my own sanity
On the way to the final slice of my humanity
You take the light and replace it with hysteria
You show me true misery and all of it’s area
You make me think I’m staring death straight in the face
A fate worse than death is to be caught in it’s gaze
My focus is withered, faulty, and obtuse
My focus is distorted, I’ll never be loose
Loose from the torture of watching myself die
Loose from the terror of your most wretched of lies
What is reality and what am I to do?
What have you done to me and who are you?
Are you an enemy or are you just me?
Is there a difference? My reflection! I see..
Fear is my own monster and it’s mine to use
Fear has a mission and it isn’t to lose
There’s a picture fear sees and I am blind to it
Fear wants me to see too, so I must go through it
Through the nights of hearts pounding in bed
Through the thoughts bleeding from my head
Through the days of dizzy spells and bloodshot eyes
Through the months of endless beggings and endless cries
Til a moment finally arrives…
Not the moment, just one, just for this brief period
I see something more, something more than fear I did
I can see magic streaming through the trees
I didn’t know it was there even if I was pleased
Magic in the faces of the people passing by
Magic in the water’s reflection of the sky
Magic in my soul breathing a sigh of relief
Magic in my tears despite my heavy grief
Fear and Magic, an odd pairing of fate
Two sides of my soul desperate to mate
Two words free of description or defining
Two descriptions of life that are well worth finding
I will fear again and fall off the path
But I need only remember that in all that wrath,
And terror and pain and rivers of tears
Is the journey to magic hidden in my fears
