You’ll have to be insane to
feel sane.

Now you're in the sunken place
Clawing at your own skin
To escape
Break free
From the prison inside you
Pulling apart
Your rib cage
Because it feels like
You're suffocating yourself
For reality
But the only thing you catch
Is a handful
Of your decaying flesh

And now you're in the sunken place

The tears like acid-
Poison to your eyes
Burning through your sight
So you fight
With clouded vision
Stumbling into
The labyrinth that is your brain
Against the tissued barriers
The padded walls
Insanely insanity
The darkest type of mental institute
Locked with three clicks
Inside your head

And now you're in the sunken place

Constantly slicing yourself open
Searching for a key
To unlock the psych ward door
A key-
Lost in your vital organs
So you cut deeper
Deep-deep down under
Drowning in gallons
Or your own crimson blood
Muffling your screams to girgles
You try and hide
In the fissures of your bones
Through yourself
To escape yourself
To survive this hell
To outlive your jail cell

So now you're stuck
In the sunken place

Quietly psychotic
Waiting for what comes next
You're the patient in Asylum X.

I got the "sunken place" from the movie Get Out (which is an awesome movie which accurately depicts racism that I've experienced btw).

Anyway, I just took that idea and ran with it!
Dark Delusion Jun 14

I fell and I fell,
I’m still falling.
Deeper and deeper down,
it’s endless.

I thought and I thought,
and I’m still thinking.
Forgetting and forgetting,
more and more.

Errors and errors,
you reside in my mind.
I’m getting blind and blind,
you’re the only one I see.

Colder and colder,
you kept the warmth.
Silence and silence,
you’re the only one I need.

Darker and darker,
you and me.
Abuse and abuse,
still you’re the one I choose.

Wounds and wounds,
can’t heal them all.
Sane and Insane,
that’s what we are.

Alone and alone,
time’s longer.
False and true,
I still love you.

Dark Delusion Jun 11

It’s like time never continuous.
It’s stuck like we all are too.
Can’t grown, won’t know.
Never are we ever leaving.

Complain about how bad your life is.
How miserably can you be.
Just stop talking and take a look around.
No one’s there for you when you finally can breathe.

They push you from left and right.
Dragging you down, you hesitate to struggle.
You want pity?
You just want attention.

It’s not my fault everyone’s like that.
I despise every side of your personality.
Your beauty is nothing compared to your attitude.
It’s nothing compared to me.

So do the only thing you can,
Mute the world’s noises.
Play the music from your heart.
Without ruining the single melody your life has.

It’s the song everyone knows,
And the only thing you know how to play.
It’s on repeat,
Using your mistakes as nodes.

It’s a sad song,
And you’re playing it for yourself only

I take occasional sips
from my favorite mug that
I've poured chamomile tea into.
It's strange how we
change through the years.
When I was younger I hated
chamomile tea, since my mum
made it when I was sick.
But now, it's one of my favorites.
I guess my soul is sickened of the
mundane world I live in,
and it needs something to
clam it down.

My mind went on a vacation and left me alone.
My thought’s were my only accompany.

I can’t think straight without my consciousness.
I’m exposed to his touch.

He’s taking advantage of my body.
He’s using me.

I’m fading.

My life is slowly breaking down.
He’s destroying my only heart.

Marking my body with his cold hands.
The abuses I've led.

It’s another time now.
My tears that I’ve never shed.

I’m never healing.
He shattered my only will to live.

He’s tearing me down.
Draining me from everything I have.

No one is there to tell me about right or wrong.
The exploitation I can’t escape.

He’s emptying me,
Using my emotions, the only thing left.

He’s wounding my heart.
Making me bleed for his love.

Death should be the only one killing me;
Instead you're the one that's doing it.

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