A walk along the tear ridden pavement and feeling utterly alone,

Many bodies walk among you but their prescense is cold and empty.

Voices pleaimg for freedom resonate through the city,

Yet, no one appears to hear them over the bustling streets,

Blinding lights shine down on you and the voices grow louder.

A force is out there.

Those closest to you won't listen and believe you have gone mad.

Breakdown after breakdown,

Though they still refuse to listen.

A new doctor every other week,

But not one could ever inject you with a lasting medication.

Nightmares bleed into the day,

Images of a world set aflame...

And the voice of a woman calling your name saying, "A new age is coming and you are meant to play a role in its creation.."

You wake in a cold sweat and full of dread,

Knowing you have to escape.