In the labyrinth of shadows, whispers call my name,
Voices from the void, a never-ending game.
Through realms unseen, they beckon me to stray,
In the silent night, they lead my thoughts away.

The mirror shows a face I barely recognize,
Fragmented reflections, a web of silent cries.
Dreams and waking hours blur into one,
In the battle of the mind, the war is never done.

I walk a path where reality bends and breaks,
In the land of echoes, where every shadow quakes.
Eyes unseen watch with a piercing gaze,
In the realm of thought, I wander through the haze.

Yet within the chaos, a spark of light remains,
A hope that through the storm, I’ll break these chains.
In the echoes of a fractured mind, I find,
The strength to fight, to seek, and to bind.