illusions spread thin. imaginary people bein blown 2 smithereens. dreams takin over the consciousness. livin inna world of superstitions. anything goes. be-friendin foes ridin brain waves as if i were sufferin. in corners of my mind where screams do the most hurtin. blurtin out obscenities. imitatin my very own reality. tearin the subconscious loose, so its seems. pluckin em out n forcin it 2 face its deservin end. its the dark side of the blackened light in which i live. where i have nothin left 2 give. pushin sanity 4 it lies straight faced. nothin is what it appears as even the other side will begin 2 fade. lost as regamortis takes control, settin in slow enough not 2 b noticed @ 1st. so i play in la la land waitin with extreme patience. 4 the day i can relate 2 u my pissed off vengeance. creepin slidin n hidin jus 2 pleasure the freak inside. n it helps 2 crack a smile on the outside long nuff so i can maintain the retaliation bein plotted in my head so u can not hear what sets me free. feelin what i soon will b, no longer steered by what it is thats controllin me. in my overy own nut house im finally becomin 1 as in a whole with self. releasin all the emotional anguish boiled 2 the pop, killin all possibility of recoverin 2 what is considered, anything close 2 fair mental health.
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