Standing on the precipice of collapse
Try and be calm, relax
Brain just skipped a synapse
Junction up ahead is a relapse

Ego drove away in a Cadillac
Can't discern fantasy from fact
A mean punch, reality packs
Praying for a freeing heart attack

Locked and shut up inside
Demons, angels, and all the swine
Smile, nod, everything is just fine

body
outlined
in white chalk line

Comfort stacked in mansions hollowed
No escape in fictitious gods hallowed
Dove
  too deep
in waters
  too shallow
Tried to object but the judge allowed

Upon the onset of collapse
the brain decides to skip a synapse
Be calm, relax
It's just another relapse