(set to "through the eyes of a child" by aurora)

my insanity
is your protection

it isn't physical endurance
that we need to prepare for

it's when our mind is finally lost
that we need to prepare for

the grapevine of mental deterioration
you cannot stop

it only gets worse
you don't question your sanity
but how much longer you can do this for
before you need to give up

how much longer until that idea
seems more comfortable
than what you experience now

how much worse will it feel
when the emptiness
causes more physical pain
than pain itself

did you throw yourself away
so you could find yourself again
only to learn that you have to throw it away again

like a lazy toss of a big garbage bag
thrown out onto the road
without a care for any rips in the bag

because the racoons
like death himself
will just make it all disappear
the next morning