The vision of good lost

In the bad forsaken by memory

Black Curtain

Every stone stays unturned

And leads to a dead end trail

Black Curtain

It starts when young

And trauma whittles away

Comprehension a luxury

That can't be afforded

Few and far between

Those bright happy days

Years go by as the mind

Ensures past is warded

A time when from when wake

To sleep life was battle-joined

A time when anxiety meant

Constant uncertainty and fear

Trauma holds all sins

And triumphs under lock and key

Black Curtain

Desperate to find

And hold onto

Those precious memories

Black Curtain

What kind of world

Well adjusted

And free of worry?

There for the taking

By those not buried

In self-loathing

Can I take this great big world

By the horns if I hurry?

Or will frustration keep

Mounting with the mind exploding

Never knowing the price

For continued survival is sanity

Black Curtain

Some days better to forget

But the choice is never given

Black Curtain

Scraping by seems

Like edges of reality always folding

Limited by vacuum of lost perspective

Void of the mind

Mental steam building, flames rising

Brain is scalding

Will the chains of the past decide

That I am forever blind

A time when from when wake

To sleep life was battle joined

A time when anxiety meant

Constant uncertainty and fear

A time when I lost myself

Without ever knowing it happened

A time when I tried to fight

Without even knowing the prize

A time when my memories gave

No more curtain calls

Black Curtain