The Hole from Shambhalic by Plincoln

Deep down in an empty space
Light’s shroud can’t take place
Filling my eyes with darkness
This starry eyed sleeper confesses

How did I get here?
Was it somewhere in the fade
My senses relapse
Realizing my disgrace

I
I’m somewhere under
How high must I climb?
My perception fades

I’ll break the barriers
I’ll make it all crumble
But when I take the swing
The ground sucks me deeper

Where did it all go wrong?
A mystery to string along
Day and night become one
When you’ve lost sight of the sun

I break open my mind
Let the yolk simmer from the whites
It just seems the drain out
But I can still taste the lies

I
I’m somewhere under
How high must I climb?
My perception fades

I’ll break the barriers
I’ll make it all crumble
But when I take a swing
The ground sucks me deeper

Here
Bite the dirt
Taste the Earth
Swallow the freeze

Cold
Stiffening
Seizes me
I lose control

I 
I am 
I am stuck
I’m stuck in

This Hole!
Hole!
Hole!
Hole!

I
I am
I am trapped
I’m trapped in

This Hole!
Hole!
Hole!
Hole!

This hope
So deprived
I waste away this life!

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