Crystals pile up

Pacing heartbeat makes me feel pumped up.
My mind is running in a jungle of fantasy.
The dim lights , colors and darkness ...Inside my shattered room I'm accompanied by isolation , staring at something that I can't figure out.
Just soaking in the air conditioned chills as i shiver.
now I'm vulnerable but not exposed to the world outside....
Coz the locked door has concealed my dark secrets and it sometimes makes me wonder if I'm afraid if who I really am.
But then the shivering stops all of a sudden, and I push myself for a another ride...

Another line...

slowly...

into another gram ...

Wish I was normal just like them but I've been marching to the cavalry for way to long to jump out now ...
the architect of this pandemonium...

A dying appetite, a degrading face and a rotting inside stand alongside my craving mind as she piles up on my godless and helpless soul...