on into the abyss
the darkness surrounds me
threatens to swallow me whole
to take to hold of my senses
the struggle has worn on me
once a fight of brute strength
a mental match of sorts unfolds
my anger the king
my pain the queen
my confidence the rook
i teeter and i totter
one mood to the next
on into the abyss
threatens to swallow me whole
to take to hold of my senses
the struggle has worn on me
once a fight of brute strength
a mental match of sorts unfolds
my anger the king
my pain the queen
my confidence the rook
i teeter and i totter
one mood to the next
on into the abyss
