Racing thoughts are aching his mind, another human being is left behind. Panic and chaos are now dominating, the chance to live in reality is fragmented. The power of darkness, it lays there. Inside of a man’s head, not elsewhere. It grows rapidly, tormenting with rage As for the man, he is the sheep, in the cage. Feeling helpless, he is crawling to die. His ego has taken place, it’s so alive. The old habit of overthinking is there, to rip out his heart and his soul to scare. Give this man a reason to resist, what it truly means here, to exist. Open his eyes, show him the way, His heart but not his mind to obey. Mike Tragas