The Rorschach Schematics

 

Lost, Mind in a daze, the walls move…

Yet normalcy is all around me and never upon me…

Lost as sea, a mind disoriented like a Schematic drawn from a post suicidal shotgun blast…

Day in and day out, I feel fine, fine being synonymous with everything…

Thoughts rage like a typhoon, houses of thoughts and cars of emotion… nothing is safe…

Build stronger each day a wall to brace it all…

A cup, overflowing with a unreeling sense of fear, feeding off it minute by minute…

Let the War begin… Count the bodies like sheep to the rhythm of my war drum…

I have it all in my hand, crush it? Or leave it?

Smile at the day, for once its gone it will never be again… let the day know I am in control…

Take on the world and lose it all…

There’s more…

I want more…

You can give it to me, yet refuse to…

And I lie here in the hollows…

Counting the bodies I have laid to rest…

 

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