I walk in the shadow of my own shape,

Out of sync, I hesitate.

The world moves on, I watch it spin,

My body outside, my thoughts locked in.

The air is thick, the ground won't hold me,

A ghost in the room, can you still see?\"

When the walls close in, but I can't escape,

A prison of flesh, no key, no gate.

The body outside, the spirit confined,

A war I can't win inside my mind.\"

The mirror shows a hollow frame,

Familiar eyes, but not the same.

I scream for help, but silence reigns,

Inside my mind, the storm remains.

And yet the chains—they start to crack,

The weight of the void pulls me back.

I see the stars, I feel the flame,

This endless void will know my name.

When the walls break down, and I step outside,

No longer a prisoner of my own mind.

The body and soul, at last, align,

A war I once lost, but now I find.