The Mind Of Everyman
Posted by
CMG
on August 20, 2022
1 min read
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insanity
The rain it hits, then it split
on my screen, in between
My thoughts and my concentration
no relation, no sensation
They run so fast, but do not last
more than five, then they dive
Through my head into the ground
without sound, thoughts inbound
They ran away, could not stay
in my head, so they said
Inside my skull a bolt is loose
there is no use, no excuse
They tied me up, with a strop
'it will be tightened, don't be frightened'
I feel the knife cut through the line
through my mind, so unkind
So much pain, can't explain
through my dreams, how they scream
From the bottom to the top
they never stop, chop chop chop
Near the spot, all for naught
no bolt is there, much despair
They fill the hole with moderation
limitation, obligation
Now all I see, in front of me
is lots of spots, poker dots
My mind is kept down to the ground
dreams they drown, ill homebound
Bolts by bolts down in the pit
for now I fit, behind the grid
Welcome to the void of grey
normal they say, till the end of day