The euphoria of the mental orgy has sublimed,
I can see things better now.
The captivating spell casted by the witch withered,
I still lay on my bed staring at the ceiling above.
I feel so energized today—
As if I can climb a peak.
I cringe on my bed as I lay;
I still feel so weak.
I see the darkness in the light today;
Instead, darkness now is kind of a soothing place.
I fear the light that can blind my way;
Sometime, you see things clearer in pitch darkness.
Am I awake or am I dreaming?
I don’t know real from fake.
As if I’m still possessed by the forbidden ring;
It’s time for me to wake.
The final stint I made is over today;
I feel so stupid and useless now!
Or is it just a phase?
Am I still so blind somehow?