Visions tortured me through the night
Racing thoughts relentless
Images violent
Angry tyrant
Eating my own flesh
Mixed state madness
Slice a piece off and put it in the frying pan
It’s sizzling hot
Sane? I’m not
Couldn’t get out of my head
On and on it went
Body gave in, in the end
Two hours of peace
I emerged
Quite perturbed
Checked out, inwardly dead
If I hung from the rail
Perhaps it would squeeze the mess from my mind
Let the poison out
Stab of a knife
No more strife
Just flesh and blood
