wasted mind, wasted thoughts

Penned this on the 12th June 2004.
I wonder what made me write this spell-like lyrics.

Confusion
Questions and queries,
with words of fury
Consume your sanity,
Feed on your mortality

Buckets of fear,
filled to the brim
Await the moment,
forming a stream

Making your choice,
choose what entice
For that moment of folly,
we act oh, so holy

Strip yourself from clouded thoughts
There're rays of light, piercing through the grey
Pitter and patter, they fall from the sky,
Refreshing each moment, you'd want to fly