My Demise!!!

My Demise
I don't want to go to this other world.
But it calls and I crave where I may belong.
Fog is inhaled as I take one deep breath.
Is this all in my mind, blind from the rest?

I wish I never started thinking of this
As I take one more stride into the mist.
I wish I never entered in this
as I realize this may become my cist.

Here in my domain, I can stay a little while.
Somebody explain why every time I'm here I'll
never ever find what I keep coming back here for.
I die a little bit, but keep coming back for more.

Macrocosm possibility.
Maybe I have given up on my virility.
Cursed and damned. Forgotten and hopeless.
In state of a dead reflex. Running helpless.

Maybe I like the thought of being like this.
As I lose one more path into the mist.
I wish I never began believing in this.
Maybe I would have never composed the mist.

Here in my domain, I can stay a little while.
Somebody explain why every time I'm here I'll
never ever find what I keep coming back here for.
I die a little bit, but keep coming back for more.

My gift, my talent.
Seeing in this fog.
This mist. This blind.
I can read right through.
It's my innate.
And in my palm.
My fingers shake,
and lose control.
Mindless wake up.
And see, the mist
was not my fate,
just my demise.

Here in my domain, I can stay a little while.
Somebody explain why every time I'm here I'll
never ever find what I keep coming back here for.
I die a little bit, but keep coming back for more.
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I really like it (not to be so into myself). Tell me what you think.