Goose bumps

If you are willing to search
You might be willing to find
Are you willing to find
What's lurking in the mind?
A personal Hyde behind
Every little corner
Hidden inside
And when he bursts you reside
To picking up the pieces of your severed pride
When reality crashes and slashes in front of your eyes
Remember what I said; these thoughts were here all the time
You ask why it hurts?
It's cause you've never used your mind

Tell me how it feels when it's bubbling up and kaleidoscopes
A searing sensation, mumbling and puzzling inside that frontal lobe
Are you in pain?
Are you afraid?
Cause if you'd let me in I'll gladly show you a different way

A way that you covered with black colored paintings
Lined the walls with everything you hated
As you're huddling up beneath the cover that they gave you
Fleeing from yourself in the most peculiar of ways

Starting out, spoon-fed as an infant
Caught in an instant, Sought no resistance
For an addiction of fiction, a love for restriction
A slave to an ever growing stream of convictions
And all the time being led, by the hand, by the claw
Bloody ropes and chains chanting:

"We're the law
Come closer and connect
You will serve - we will protect
From what we think is dangerous
Shaping what's correct"

So they start
To wrap around
Restricting
What they discern as asinine
And inane
Blowing the life out of the living;
Turned insane
Reversing Frankenstein to someone vaguely named, a crazy game
It might seem to you
But if you borrow my vision for a few
Hazy days and contemplate
The opaque might
Just change your ways
And let the rays
Of light pass through you
Shining up the decoupling of views and
Proceed to soothe ya
The shivering is natural
Get used to the goose-bumps

Every vibration through your vertebrae
Is the cascade of ideas that reverberate
And perforates
The sheets of illusions
Hung up to confuse you
Hear the gentle sound of the ripping
As the sun shines through on the darkness that's dripping
Away

Don't ask if you're allowed
Come join me on my cloud
Where almost everything is beautiful
I'll show you what I've found
A bird's eye view, sunsets singing to you
As the mind and universe connects and realize
That we're one in the same
A theory idealized
Separated only by the pain
The fear of me is minimized
And in the midst of this perplexing infusion
You remember vaguely the sound from that summertime
That "pain is an illusion"