I walk the thin line,
Across the black pit,
The fallen world above,
Shoves me unto it.

I drift through the darkness,
The tunnelling despair,
Feeling light headed,
Lighter than winter air.

So I fall forever down,
Onto blackened days,
Forgetting who I am,
I embrace the new ways.

My mind breaks in half,
Shatters like a mirror,
Insanity plays its card,
Madness begins to glimmer.

I lie on the padded couch,
My mind continues its fall,
I spout the random phrases,
That rise from me, a maddened call

I am bound in chains of white,
And confined in a soft cell,
Left to enjoy my sweet madness,
Here in this broken hell.

I am a lost and crazy man,
My mind gone for many years,
But worry not outside world,
In here there are no tears…