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In Sanity House

by jan-harak

I'm just a heap of flesh, caged in a madhouse, executed, electrified, spitting in the face of God in white suit, dancing with Satan. Seduced and sedated, chained to my bed. Hallucinating heaven, hiding from hell, and the seraphs strike again with a fiery blade. Down on my knees I fell, breaking my own back to become “human,” soulless, faceless, thoughtless. Without brain, insane, I transcend. Imprinting soul in these walls, painted with blood. With nails writing on doors stories of past. Where are they taking me? No! Just stop! Fourteen attempts of death was not enough to get me out. They chained my mind to this prison of dark 'till death do us part.
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Dec 13, 2014
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