Sitting there in an empty room

Thoughts drifting in and out

Going from dull to sharp in a matter of seconds

Like a knife stabbing my brain

Music blasting in my ears to try and stop them

But they won’t

A cobra attacking its prey

The blinding lights

It never seems to stop

They never seem to stop

The madness in the space known as my brain

Illusions I made up to escape reality

The underground circus I would join

Where I could be myself

Everyone cheering and throwing flowers

Tulips and roses covered the stage

Flowers that died as soon as they feel

As if the devil himself touched them

Warped back to reality

My eyes opened and I look around

Death and mayhem seemed to be everywhere

I couldn’t bare to see it any longer

So I just closed my eyes and

Went back to sleep