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Social Distortion

No escape

screaming without sound

the darkened door of my mind

will not let me free...

Torment, tragedy

thoughts run deep. dark

A prisoner in my mind

blind,burnt...

Obsidian realms

sulfuric redolence

smoldering desires

a mind on fire...

The door is open

I can't walk through

pressing my chest

breath lost...

Is this depression? reality?

social distortion

a disease of the mind?

or a mind doing time...

When shadows fall

ghosts invade the cranial void

who am I?

what am I?

all I do

all I am

is to exist in pain...