Self Mind Dead

The door is swinging from its hinges
But you’ve no interest in escaping
The walls that you have felt so safe in
Become a prison of your making
When the blind lead the blind
Only darkness they find
The road is paved with good intentions
But you’ve no idea where you’re going
Betrayed by your own inventions
Without knowing
But you don’t see it
Your eyes are clenched like fists
No, you don’t even feel it
Oh how your blindfold fits
When the blind lead the blind
Only darkness they find
Are you a parasite?
Or a proselyte?
Is it ignorance?
Or arrogance?
I see no difference
No light
I see no difference
No light
When the blind lead the blind
Only darkness they find