The Twilight Zone Reigns. 

 The twilight zone is always near;
a key is lodged in every mind
beyond the trenches of ground-in fear
that isolate us and keep us blind.

 It is the source of revelation,
the inspirations that make us grow,
from the dark side of creation;
the infinite side we do not know.

 It's hard to face, but it calls me on
with dream-waves from the eternal sea -
the ice-wind that steals through my mind and is gone,
the shifting shadow behind the tree,

 The mysterious listener who plants the bugs,
the corridors closed to the guided tour,
the thoughts I evade with reluctant shrugs
that show I'm not honest to myself anymore,

 The intricate parts of the cryptic black box,
and the grisly hand living under the bed.
These images cycle like myriad clocks;
a vast potent magic to dull my head.

 Hollow uncertainty and fear-crippled judgement
will tempt me to hide my true feelings inside,
and then I withdraw from life's once-so-rich pageant,
blaming the world when it's me I deride.

 Madness is just a fear-kindled name
for a mind that I can't or will not understand.
I hold no witch hunt, it's just a cruel game;
denigration of others will turn my own hand.

 I've fallen at fences time and again,
lost wars with myself, seen life become bleak.
There are times I just want to curl up with the pain,
yearning for death when my mind feels so weak.

 Then I, like a mind-scarred phoenix, rise,
all cut up and compelled to burn,
and then I am ready to open my eyes
to people whose caring can help me to learn.

 The way to escape from self-centred slavery,
to find enough strength not to fear being alone,
is to hitch a ride on the wings of bravery
and take a trip to the twilight zone.