These Thoughts of Mine

 
Swimming through the darkness in my mind
Searching in the crevices for something sane
Just a fleeting thought, in an ocean of lies intertwined.
Never wandering, always waiting, perpetually in pain.

One thought, one emotion, one glimpse of reality.
Tortured, weak and feeble, how am I supposed to cope?
Overcome with madness, consumed by brutality
Strangled by the hangman's rope.

This blackened shell has only just cracked
It sends shadows across the void that is my heart
Never before has my sanity been so plagued
In my mind, reality has no part.

So, run. Run from what you do not understand.
 The world will be waiting, for you to play your hand.