Everyday I try to surpass
The anger and stress I face
I force it to remain inside
And every time someone tries to converse I lash
It feels like my brain has stopped and died
That is when I crash
And become a time bomb
I just can't think or contrive
And I wander off into a coma
Where it is extraordinarily surreal
A realm for the unreal
And is a place where the blind truth
Is indeed the very truth
And the critical corruption
Spawns more and more anger and contempt
While my distorted mind falls to consumption

-MK