As you see it

Your head
Perceives Your world
Your world
Is dead

Dripping down your face
Tears
Having to be replaced
To keep you in hydrate

You convulse
And speak
You hear
And you see

You're becoming blind
It's all an illusion of your mind
What's that you hear?
Your beloved passed on dear?

Bite the flesh
Right off of your arm
Blood pouring
Illusion soaring

Can you think
While you're restrained
Are you on the brink
Of breaking insane?

Trust
In me
It is an illusion
And I am the key

Is that what they say
While you wither away?
Why do they make you stay
Rotting in your own decay?

Do you find the isolation
Too much to take
Do you dread returning
Knowing you're the mistake

Does it seem all odd?
Can you hear me clear?
Focus your blind eyes
On mine to draw near

Closer to your breath
To hear what you'll say
Murmurs and mumbles
For the past days

Scratch through mind's sod
And find me listening
Try to break through the barriers
Try and walk through my doors

And tell me what you've seen
Are your doors shut?

Decaying mind
But mine also
Lost in time
Tell me

Speak child
What must you say
What is causing this
Why won't you look up

With a staggered breath
You clutch your heart
Vital signs flat
Brain tearing apart:

""I have seen the face of God, and he has abandoned us.""


*inspired from an...experiment