The Well Within from Seven Keys to the Discomfort of Being

Desert In the endless night Cold as I walk Burns when I fall to the ground No time to rest To reach an ephemeral goal Crossing the vast plane Of infinite woe Searching for a source While turning insane Every desert has a well Drawing strangers to itself With a promise to relieve The thirst of the human race Voices start To deafen me At the door I stumble Going down the catacombs Torches light up on thе walls Echo of my throbbing heart Makes the lights pulsе in the dark Footsteps syncing with the pulse And it's getting hard to breathe Standing at the deepest well Decomposing hell within Realizing I've descended deep within Myself Burning down, reborn each day Sentenced to a slow decay In pursuit Of nothingness Within An emptiness Lights go out I'm doomed to stay Mourning the life Awaiting the end Counting the hours Going insane Guarding the secrets Of the well