Which way will it go? Up or down, left or right?
What path will lead us towards the light?
Will we escape the trappings of our minds?
Or will we fall, a descent into Chaos we find?
One way or another, our will must it bind.
Often to suffer throughout all time.
A discordant madness
Spurned by all life
It leads us on, to its hellish delight.
Ignoring always the bitterest of plight.
As it devours us in obsidan chains of fright.
There is no way out, no exit on this path.
For when will we dare to face our past?
The memories in our minds, they hold us tight.
Drag us into the abyss, deep down, away from sight.
Wisps of delusion
They cast dreams, make all an illusion.
They tease our senses, rip out our hearts
They weaken the mind, and devour our heart.
Freedom? Tis but a sham
Another of life’s greatest scams.
The bells begin to toll
The hour has come at last.
The darkness seeps in. We are slaves to the past.
RedRavenPoems 
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