Mind.in.a.box

I will cry out into the night,
and let my anguish die away.
I will thrust my agony aside,
to prepare for a new day.
I woke up one day,
and didn't know whence I came.
I looked back one day,
and nothing spoke my name.
I saw myself from afar,
and could not comprehend.
I felt a throbbing scar,
and knew it would never mend.
I beheld the path behind me,
and the weeds were growing tall.
I looked where my footsteps should be,
but there was nothing there at all.
I knelt down without a sound,
feeling the emptiness inside.
I buried my face in the ground,
screaming silently to stem the tide.
I will cry out into the night,
and let my anguish die away.
I will thrust my agony aside,