Detailed Poem.
Another fractured hypothesis written on the walls
Blood stained labyrinth,running in circles
Tearing off my skin so I can finally be free
I cant save myself without killing me
Faces distorted by my own revelations
Psychosis is now my next deterioration
Psychosis Yeah, Psychosis Yeah
Run into a hall of mirrors that break tradition
Feeding off the fumes of manufactured suffocation
Introduce me to the warden of this prison
Cancel my mental reservations,they’re toxic
Redirect my view of these creatures,hypnotic
Help me make this final incision,my decision
Psychosis Yeah, Psychosis Yeah
Water under the bridge that has collapsed
Flooding the city that housed my sanity
Fixating on a solution that seduces failure
Crucify my reactions and give me life
Every-body’s watching me through glass
Im waiting,although I’ll never get my life back
I’m throwing stones at the end,roulette
Psychosis Yeah, Psychosis Yeah
Voices follow the echo’s to the finish line
Candles light up the darkness that is entwined
Growing colder by the second,morbid game
Pictures nailed to the walls without frames
Unframed and unworthy of remembrance
They burn in the frailty of their existence
Running head first into the wall,entering the red
Psychosis Yeah, Psychosis Yeah
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