It may be hard to understand
How you got to here
Especially when
Constant confusion doubt and fear
Are your ever present companions
But truly all of this was meant to be
And you will never ever ever
Find a way to be free
If you turn your back upon the self
Full of fire and hell bent
On resurrecting itself
From beneath
A layer of concrete
Dumped on a vivid soul
Who scared to death
The living ghosts
Who so long ago
Severed
Heart from head
Cleaving
Common hyper controlled sense
From wild and free
Creative imagining
And so if it hurts to feel the quake
That fills your whole being
While individuality shakes
The façade crumbling it to pieces
As your shattered soul aches
Well maybe my friend you need to bear the brunt
Of this tear away
For there are complex reasons
You got to here
And your soul will never find the way
To give them over
To reveal a truth complete
Till you uncover their
Shouting
From underneath
Piles and piles and piles
Of hyper rationality
Concrete