Psychoticia

       
slip inside my mind      
& see through eyes of rage      
it burns brighter        
than all the colors      
in my sight      
       
my vision blurs      
& nothing becomes        
something      
       
paranoia rage's best friend      
is there painting a solid picture      
from smoke      
       
sanity        
paranoia's enemy      
calls incessantly      
the phone rings off the hook      
       
the sanity police      
come to round paranoia up      
& rage jumps into action      
who are they to call me delusional?      
       
the they & them's of the world      
with their sterile      
lobotomized thinking      
will never straight jacket my thoughts      
       
I spit my malice      
it stings the face of sanity      
burns it down      
my acidic thinking      
screams      
       
"burn baby burn"      
       
I inject them with visions      
their eyes blur  
they see  
here rage is Queen      
     
on the outskirts      
of rationality      
you will know me      
       
       
       
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