Lost and Confused Thoughts (Poetry)
-Catatonic,
Walking in unconciousness
living without responsiveness
cast among the others
unable to leave
shattered by everything
broken and lost every piece
hoping they'll find something
This disease is getting worse
Need to change this endless course
Maybe in the afterlife
Can't always avoid that rusty knife
Its coming from all angles
Even while I'm being strangled
Need a hand to pull me away
Dillusions say its merely a delay
The hand withered and died,
grown cold and stiff...goodbye