Spirit Realm

when the world seems like a mess.

Spirit Realm
My spirit realm
I feel so far from home
In this human realm
I blindly stumble
blindly roam

The present is not kind
the future is unclear
how much longer can I take it
how long can I last here?

Too many crossroads
Too many wars
Too many bastards
Too many whores

My spirit realm
I know you await
your calling I can hear,
and from this ugly human mess
I want to disappear

Vivid vision's haunt me,
both awake and in my sleep
and when the visions over
this is when I weep

Is there something better waiting?
will time prove me right?
for every day I'm stuck here
you get further from my sight.