The end result is a losing battle for both sides The fear encompassing has no place to hide Bequeathing a new type of thought Insanity, psychotic all symptoms of brain rot Was I taught because all knowledge is gone Using my pen to write a memoir of things I never did Plenty of things seem to relate In a way never before, such a feeling with power so great This thing is now a part of me Speaking truth in a voice of blasphemy In each ear I can hear it so clear Scary, pervasive, sometimes brings me fear X, y and z you see Just letters of dimensions that contain versions beautiful to see Another you another me We have spoken They are truth They are it Inside my mind speaking of theories that here canβt be defined His name is mine and we finally agree Gained intelligence 6 and 7 8d Cornering a thought that was chased for too long A relief or reason why Iβve become so strong
Emotionally blank awoken by my own stank my arms are pinned so tightly to my chest Padded room hair is sprawled in my face, ***** and feces everywhere A man approaches plugging his nose Force feeds me pills and speaks non sense Then another with a hose Cold, wet and feeling so ashamed I wish to speak to the man from another that carries my name