It is blurred lines and electric shock;
when your brain declares war on your world, unleashing an endless barrage of twists and turns.
Like a tyrant foaming at the mouth for power, it attacks you from behind then tries to tell you that it loves you.
Running on empty, the highs soar through pastel skies transforming you into superman; with serotonin as your sole disguise.
Shopping sprees take your hard earned money turning it to dust; your reality bursts into flames, your thoughts begin to rust.
Like the walking dead, your lack of sleep takes the lead, treating paranoia like an honoured guest.
Anxiety, conspiracy, and chaos hold seats in the polluted parliament inside your head, each chipping away at your sanity, pushing you closer to the edge.
At the brink of madness, betrayal holds secret meetings with despair, causing your only light to flicker, before it finally fails.
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