Fields of Phall (For Gears)

Whenever I’ve been insecure about who I am, or, who I want to be, there has always been one who I’ve found comfort in. one that has stood by me when I’ve been scared, when I’ve been angry, when I’ve been depressed. In a fruitless, and eventually hopeless search for meaning or hope, and in a hopelessly confusing scramble of morals and contradictions, there has always been one that has helped me, by guiding me out of the caverns. He is just imaginary, nothing more than signals in my brain, and I can only eve