MY DEFENSE

Pitch-black soot fuses to my decrepit brain
Stagnant and disengaged, confined and restrained..
Abnormal state of mind, disordered delusion..
Embedded in the desolate corners of maniacal seclusion..
The shadows kiss my pallid skin..
Rested on my soul, dripping with sin..
Partly broken, unable to bend..

The voice in my head is my only true friend..
Numbness through my body..Tiny yellow pills..
Cataleptic conscience, calmness that kills..
Four padded walls, stained with my essence..
Is it safer in here than the prison pestilence??
Medicated sheath, an illusion of screams..

Glazed over eyes, reality not what it seems..
I won't get out..It will never be through..
You'll never go away, even though I killed you..
I'd rather have death, instead I plead insanity..
Your name is dirt on my tongue, pure profanity..
It's only me in this dark cushioned room..
It's only me, a lunatic in full bloom..