I’m stuck in a maze of wire, Wires made of thoughts, Running in circles, Trapped in a poisoned mind, And I found the black pool, The source of all my fear, It mirrors my world inverted, Reflecting all in another light, Yet I miss from the picture, And how can you understand the ego, If you have no selfreflection? One step, silent and lost, Can make the difference of the fall, Stuck in a maze of wire, Entangled in this web of, My spiders of confusion, And in this net, I loose track of my ego, I am all so theres nothing left to be me, In which, I feel lost, As my spiders of confusion, Are spinning me in.. I've been too confused for words many times but I guess maye something comes from it. By the way.. ©Isabelle rinkens 2005 But I guess that obvious. I still have to use these for my band (its lyrics).
enjoyed this, Mordiana! you have a great flow to your words, a spiraling kind of effect almost. the end result did leave a lost, confused vibe to it... dark and uncomfortable... I always like this kinda stuff, so much more to personally identify with, thanks for sharing it
