Whether in dreams or reality I have acquired
An insanely sick mindset of mental power
There is no escape, there is no relief
Just a mental illness that seeps life out of me
For days I have dwelt in the crevasses of thought
In short my insanity is teaching me a lot
Reasoning that isn't at all to be taught
Lunatics posses it through traits and genes
Gleeful joy of a world so empty as me
My soul longs to seek the path of evil pursuits
Breaking through to the other side known to me as relief
Not a day goes by where it doesn’t fill my head
Looming over my dreams like a horrific apparition of night
My soul is filled with dreams of an eternal bed
Blowing out the candles death greets a new sick head
My broken heart stained with scarlet red tears
Finally, I have reached the other side I once feared
Relief from the creature that infested my mind
And for the first time in a while, I smile, lying still and forever dead
For I am for certain, only now, that he will not return to my head