Rhyme Asylum

I'm in a Rhyme Asylum because I'm hiding from the prime arising.

I'm not Divine but a mind deciphering what's behind the trail when I'm hearing a tale of what's behind the veil.

I'm not that kind of way. You leave a reminder today.

"You're in an asylum hiding away"

The doubt and misery is the only company that visits me.

I'm wearing 10,000 straitjackets and nothing can restrain this witnessing.

I'm fake at it when I take my Meds.

And I'm late to have it when I be taking to bed by the Ted's.

And these orderlies are taking bets on my death.

Authorities of science are putting me through tests of silence because my cortex is fully grey.

And the neurons are acting strange with a behest of guidance.

My family and friends don't express the likeness.

I'm in my own room because I'm quick to the violence.

I bite through my eyelids to take away the shield of light.

So, I'm eye opening to the field of sight.