“There’s someone in my head, but it’s not me”…

dark

~

It’s cold and it’s dark…

No sunlight in there…

Alone with his thoughts…

All alone with his fears…

Just those four walls…

And his mental cell…

An inescapable prison…

The never-ending Hell…

With voices that echo…

Deep inside his head…

Sending him crazy…

Torture, drip-fed…

Around and around…

Around the fuckers go…

Will they ever stop…

He really doesn’t know…

Laughing one minute…

Then they’re screaming…

Is he really awake…

Or is he just dreaming…

And all this is fake…

Just one big illusion…

That fucks with his mind…

Leading to much confusion…

Punching his stomach…

Leaving such dull ache…

While the sickness and nausea….

Prevent any hope of escape…

Leaving him feeling helpless…

And spinning his wheels…

A life that’s never lived…

And one that’s unable to feel…

As there is no way out…

Not now, not ever…

The darkness has engulfed…

The blackness is forever…

Because it’s so very dark…

No hope exists in there…

And every fibre of his soul…

Is crippled by the fear…

~

17 responses to ““There’s someone in my head, but it’s not me”…

  1. Perfect song to go with this. I don’t know if you are writing from a personal perspective, or not… but, it makes me wonder, how many of us can relate? I suspect, more than one would think…. and more than most would admit.
    Thanks for sharing.

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