The mind is a maze

In the process of healing

I end up destroying myself

Time is supposed to heal

But it's killing me, I can tell

Be patient, be patient

I've told myself a hundred times

Then I think of all the years

That in the wait have gone by

I wish I could speed things up

To finally find the cure

But in the process I'm learning

I can't live waiting for

So I celebrate each day

I manage to survive

I long to do way more

But first I need not to die

Is it possible to be free

While I can't still go outside?

I heard there is a key

And it can be found in my mind

But the mind is a dangerous place

There is the salvation and the fall

So many paths make this a maze

Will I ever escape, after all?