The darkness has never been this consuming,
I feel like I'm suffocating,
Like I'm gasping for breath.
The stillness of the night only leaves me thinking,
Wondering what I should be,
Who I should be.
Who I was a year ago has changed as I've become nothing more than all the other personalities I possess.
Like enemies they are.
As I often find myself competing against them in order to speak out.
But somewhere in the dark and beneath the cold I still exist,
Waiting anxiously for an exit,
To take me from this place of confusion,
To a place where Brian is still me.