Fractured Mind

Fractured mind, fractured soul
Inside me, outside me
They dig my hole.
 
Who are these people?
I don't know
Always digging deeper
Into my fragile soul.
 
Who are you?
They prod and pick
Ever deeper
Until I get sick.
 
Into the abyss they drag me
I've fought so hard
But with knives of steel they carve me.
 
Out numbered, outwitted  
They know I know
So with a straight jacket
I'm outfitted.
 
Chaining me training me not to see
Who to tell?
Who would believe?
 
Are they Mason's, demons?
Or both of the above
I didn't ask for the hole they've dug.
 
Into my fractured mind, fractured soul
They continue to mine  
As if it were coal.
 
On and on they dig
For this, I will never forgive
I know somewhere my exit exists
I will make it to the gate, I will persist.