The Fear of Feeling:

Darkness in the eyes behind the mask you wear. Retribution comes at a cost. High is the price of fear. Even though you don't seem to care. I'm laying here washing out my mind with my tears of dispair. Blinded by the fear of feeling. Isolation is so dear to me. Chasing shadows while tip toeing in vain. Tiptoeing around the pain. Trying desperately to hide my shame. Have i gone insane? Maybe, but you don't seem to care.