The Door

I don\'t know who I am anymore

Lately I don\'t recognize

The person I see in the mirror

I live in an alternate reality

That\'s no hyperbole


What\'s wrong with me?

Have I lost my grip on actuality?

Someone open the latchkey

To my rationality.

Seeing things that aren\'t there

Hearing voices out of no where


Trapped the door I can’t find

The fine line of reality

Is fragile like twine

I find myself wanting to leave this world behind

And sink into the recesses of my mind


I never knew what freedom meant

Until I learned what prison means

What used to be my escape is now my cage

My conscious is a cell that has me locked away

I can feel my confidence start to sway...