Driven to a screaming panic and fearof what reality brings
The borders of sanity slowly fadea dissociative episode distorts my viewas every action may be doubted in the end
For the failure of perception quick deathmay serve as a cure for a shockmay bring the victim's mindto the Fields of Hallucination.....
Step outside of yourselfIt's hard to see what's real, what's not,what in-between
How shall I ever know relief
Every white wall has dripping grime
Every white cloud holds a peering face
These will hold their place for days and days.......
They shall laugh at me for days and days
Coming to a halt,crushed by what disorder brings
The hovering chaos closes in
Looking through the glass
My only view as every reactioncauses infliction of painwalking with the brute bride of lost sleepchronic insomnia takes me inI hear my screams,buy they seem so far awayI reach for my throat to muffle what my palms can't feel
Can't sleep senses are numbed
Perfect time to put the wrist to the steel

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