Chronicle
of the Insane
This
is a chronicle of going insane
this
is a story of an exploding brain
you
reach the point to where you fall
and
hope you explode into nothing at all.
Tie
me down, lock me away
cause
I'm afraid to see another day
I'm
afraid for the sun to rise
to
look up and see the clear blue skies.
Cause
it will mean that I'm not dead
just
existing, sick in the head
and
one tiny second will seem like several days
while
I am stuck in this cold dark haze.
Its
like having one of those fucking dreams
where
you try with all your might to fucking scream
and
though you stand in the middle of a crowd
and
you breathe in deep and you scream so loud.
But
no one hears a fucking sound
and
you feel that to hell your soul is bound
and
the thoughts don't stop, the voices don't cease
and
you will never have one moment of feelin' peace.
And
you wake up in a cold hot sweat
thinking
how much worse can this fucking get
and
it does cause now you are fully awake
and
you wonder how much more you can really take.
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