Liminal spaces
Trapped in linear forward pace
Finger on the trigger
Pulling my strings
Leading me along these jigsaw halls
In my fractured state of mind
Breathing, Seeing
Seeded tree
Haunting me
Alter Ego
In my skull
Behind the basement door
Alter ego
In the dark hotel corridor
Believe you me, this mystery
Ghostly fragments within our psyche
Syringe of green
Guiding me
A tight spot, wouldn't you agree?
Alter Ego
In my skull
Behind the basement door
Alter ego
In the dark hotel corridor