Clutching to my sanity

as tears fall like the rain

Whispers trying to keep warm

wanting to explain



Darkness fall upon the day

the voices must be heard

Telling of tomorrows pain

and what has now occurred



Waking in a padded cell

the window painted black

I know that it’s all in my head

yet I keep coming back



And then the silence calls to me

it knows me by my name

Telling me I am not sick

and this is all a game
I would want to live longer...