Simple-Man87

Insane?

The walls are white
The room is padded
Nothing can hurt me now
The jacket is tight
And the mask fits right
Not much movement allowed
The calming syringe
Still makes my cringe
But keeps the thrash away
My gums feel singed
From the medicine binged
To keep the Demons at bay
But thoughts still get through
Of the things I want to do
If I ever find my way to you
So keep yourself hidden
For the utmost forbidden
May occur out of the blue
But sleep safe tonight
Cause I just don\'t have the might
To turn you into casualty
But in my minds eyes
I see your demise
Becoming my reality.