Follow me not in the depths of what is real 
Into the objective vision over all 
And do not join me in my misery 
In my decision to remain as one apart 
Deceive me not with false hopes of relief 
Into believing that good can come of life 
For I know that belief comes only from insanity 
When I feel the pain of tortures unknown 
What do I see in visions discreet 
Futures unseen, paths not meant to be 
Where can 
I find inside my mind 
A means of escape from all of their kind