Phantoms - Grown Below

Hold me

Someone please hold me

I can’t stand the cold here

Am I on my own now, God tell me

See through

Every little detail

That I come across when

I look in the mirror

One last time

Reflections I see clearly

Finally relieved from

Those waking demons in my hands

At last my shadow shows me

I am all alone here

My phantoms have lead me to despair

I am not insane

This is not in vain

I’m in a cave

Born a slave

Time is the enemy

Jaguars surrounding me

The place of fear is just in me