The Real Side

I tore threw the walls 

and found the padded cells hidden underneath 

I always felt like I was in an insane asylum 

I found the truth 

Now, my closet 

appears to be full of straight jackets 

while everything appears black and white 

I crave for the color to come back 

trying to shred through the padding 

to find the other side 

and never succeeding 

just locked in a black and white room 

my thoughts 

haunt me and force me into insanity 

I never knew 

that this would be the way 

it all would end 

screaming for attention 

no one hearing my cries 

my voice vanishes 

my fear becomes my reality 

I was insane 

I never wanted this 

how could it happen

As I clench on to my legs 

sobbing on my now white uniform 

with smeared make-up 

I listen 

all I hear is sweet silence 

all I see is white 

the taste of salt 

as my tears 

stream down my face 

hitting my lips 

Finally I see the rest of my room 

disappearing into the black hole 

covering itself in white 

leaning half in the other side 

it rains heavily on my palm 

my body slips out of the hole 

with rain drops blurring my vision 

wind whipping my hair 

all I feel is rain-soaked skin 

glancing back to see if 

anyone is watching 

I dash away 

over my shoulder 

it disappears 

in front of me 

there lays a carpet of leaves 

with the roots of trees 

swept bare of mud 

that should have 

surrounded them 

like the pale arms 

of half-buried corpses 

an abandoned house approaches 

I wonder in the door 

broken glass shattered 

on the floor 

Peeking out the window 

I see the sky 

as the sun goes down 

and darkness covers the light 

there was only a little slice 

of red where the sea met the sky 

as if he slit his wrist 

in the tub 

and blood poured 

all over the water 

my thoughts are bouncing around 

and now I have to choose 

my reality or my death