My disserving discerning eye
Had been my means of getting by
In days long gone but not to be
Forgotten by the lonely me

            In all that time I never saw
            The world as is, the shades of gray
            I saw no beauty, only flaw
            For happiness I saw no way

I can't believe the things I've done
I can't believe the setting sun
That each day turns my world to black
The deadly night which will come back

            And in my life the things I've known
            Now put my inner soul to shame
            They say in time the child has grown
            But grown today is but a name

And so I drown amidst a sea
Of faceless anonymity
And struggling to reach the sky
Though left I am to wonder why

                I wonder what compels me to
                Keep coming up for salty air
                Instinct, or what I've trained to do?
                A wish to live or deathly fear?

And I have ripped from skull the orb
Which failed me so, failed to absorb
The richness I saw all around
Once I was six feet underground.