Spinning in a demented spiral.
Finding the escape out of denial.
This eternal night.
This draining fright.
Laughing the laugh so many have laughed.
Demented and estranged.
Our minds have gone deranged.
Nailks claw the floor.
Fists bang on the iron clad door.
Wailing and shouting we cry out.
Heads whirling about.
Throats raw with the sting of scream.
Maddend shrieks. Insane howls
Hands gripping and pulling.
Masses of hair.
Leaving bloody spots here and there.
Little pills shoved into our mouths.
Thin silver needles stabbed into out arms.
Those tight white jacketd to prevent us from doing ourselves harm. T
The therapist who has deamed us insane.
Go on with your poking and prodding of our lunatic brains.
Its a repetative cycle.
But one we must all live.
In this state we will remain.
The forsaken.
The maddned.
The beautifully insane.
