Fragments of my mind
Just fractured textures
Excerpts of memories,
Forgotten conjectures

Trapped in space and time;
Just figments of rendered sectors
That I've assembled to fabricate
My reality beyond measure

From the apex, I'm ready to sail
While failing to grasp what all it entails
I steadily hide intent in my tales
In my dreams I'm haunted
Since leaving the cradle
Life is beautifully frail
I see myself dancing in the portrayal
With the reaper as the main feature
Veiled together in a cerebral theater

I invent scenarios in my head
And fantasize how I long to be dead
While conceptualizing my grave end
Though I dread the inevitable attempt

Six feet deep
I'll sleep for an eternity
And will dream of the scenery
Of all my forgotten memories, I'm done

The hands I'm dealt
Lost in the shuffle
My walls crumble
Deciphering life's puzzles
Disillusioned with the hustle & bustle  -
Solutions come full circle,
At the bottom of a bottle

Mental status: unstable
Cerebral stasis turns tables
Visibly miserable and unable
To cope without the love of my chemical savior
I invent scenarios in my head
And fantasize how I long to be dead

Six feet deep
I'll sleep for an eternity
And will dream of the scenery
Of all my forgotten memories, I'm done

The hands I'm dealt
Lost in the shuffle
My walls crumble
Deciphering life's puzzles
Disillusioned with the hustle & bustle  -
Solutions come full circle,
At the bottom of a bottle

Patterns intertwine
In fashioned structures
I slumber and suffer
Painting caricatures
Of a perfect life
I yearn to capture