Ever slow are the hands
Constant monotonous motion
The nights come and the days pass
Sanity swaying like the ocean
Internally collapsed
Escaped is all focus
My mind now detached
Thoughts become hopeless

I hold my breath and wonder
Is it possible to stop time
Or induce a prolonged slumber
To release the contents of my mind
Extract my frontal lobe
And wipe away the memories
Cause every time my eyes close
I hear the voices whispering

Tossing and turning to see
A blackened figure approaching
I tell myself I mustn't scream
For this truly can't be happening
Delusions intrude on perception
Confusion ensues the deception
Bemused with the entire recollection
My sanity yet again comes into question

And as reality disintegrates
I scoop the ashes in my hands
A deep breath blows it all away
Scattered remnants become the past
Forever I shall wander
In the obscurity of a mind detached