I feel agoraphobic, but I reluctantly stay the course
In this maze of thorns, there is no way around it
It smells like Agent Orange in this place I go
And I can regret, but I have to do what makes me form
Fake smiles allow me to find my breath
Painted in the fog that was marked at the moment of death
Of a recluse, tangled in a spider's web
Why ingest halos when the fables they write are dead?
Examine every line for an indication of the colors that were there within another anecdote of time
Claws grow inside with these inattentive stares until it changes from irrational rage to schizophrenia
When you're in a cage, you forget how big the world can be
And when you're always bleeding you forget it's an emergency then the water crystallizes, grows inside your chest until your sickle-shaped heart of ice
The world is a veritable made of artificial loops that were meant to cover gravestones, rainbows technicolor
An angel's lyrics are freakin' with my memories
Playing with my sheets 'cause I've been sleeping with the enemy
Under a secret identity, I try to run away, but she's It's leaking methamphetamines
Drip drip, lick lick, infect me with disease
Feed me all your lies until you make me believe
Is this example a part of lucid dream
Or just wishful thinking and they made you believe it?