Into The Shadows

completely wrecked, my vision is blurring,

internals burn, from the dinner that's served,

i'm spinning and hurling, perceptual surface,

is beginning to turn, into a different person,

completely destroyed, a visual disturbance,

helplessly ran, to my medicine cabinet,

the pills that I grabbed, have unpleasant reactions,

cause i'm beginning to feel, I might be mentally challenged,

apparitions appear, at my window and laughing,

figures just stand, in the living room chanting,

a reflection it passes, of my self in the distance,

there's entities dancing, as my existence is wrecked ,

and i'm deader than rick, not even chemically balanced,

probably heavily damaged, from all the sedative tablets,

bottles empty from last night, gotta desperately scavenge,

cause my identity happens, to be dead in a casket,

 

my central nervous, system is worse than,

a person who surface's, a schizophrenic,

affection enhancement, tripping on acid?

seconds just later, i'm dead in the bathroom,

a stretcher is carried, and left in the ambulance,

the medic dispatcher, he said that I had

about seventy tablets, of benadryl allergy,

in my system and passed, out into the shadows.