In this place, I feel my fears are contained

Like mist inside the glass, it fogs my brain

It's far too loud, yet too quiet all at once

As if silence wasn't the thing I longed for more than touch

Can a fire still give heat when stomped upon? 

Can a dream exist in reality, or will it turn to dust the moment it hits the air?

My blood still flows beneath you

Like mighty rivers inside our bodies

I'm no longer black and blue

It heals to feel my words bounce off of you

But if you echoed, it might be enough for me to make it through

I created this all to feel somewhat whole

I could destroy it if I want to feel brand new

It's far too loud in here, yet too quiet all at once

I created this all to feel somewhat whole

I'll destroy it if I want to feel some control

Everything echoes down here, so far underground

Empty caverns hiss as I crawl about

I recently discovered that life can't grow down here

It's a barren wasteland that thrives off of fear

If I created this all to feel somewhat whole

I'll destroy it when I want

Let go of contaminated spaces

To feel some control