Psychosis
Psychosis

A finger is twitched
A lever is switched
A bang explodes
Someone's life implodes

Rocking on the floor
Thinking life a bore
Staring at the door
Covered with iron and pain

White friendly room
My head zooms
Swirling in thought
The world matters naught

Never to leave this place
Ghosts real in space
I'm a basket case
Why did He pick me?
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