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
Panting
Gasping
Grasping
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
Colliding
Crashing
Bashing
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
Tearing
Splitting
Ripping
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
Paralyzed
Frozen
Broken
...
You're the patient in Asylum X.
Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 6:26 AM UTC
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
Panting
Gasping
Grasping
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
Colliding
Crashing
Bashing
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
Tearing
Splitting
Ripping
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
Paralyzed
Frozen
Broken
...
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!
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