If you're reading this, imagine if you will
the body and mind to be on different frequencies
Can't catch you breath 'cuz you're chokin' on pills
can't calculate when your nerves grow uneasy
Guess you could say I' having a breakdown
A moment of sanity where I realize I'm insane
Infinite are the failings of my crown
Sardonic splinters of my shield, slowly ingrained
Anxiety cripples my last unfrayed nerve,
now tethered to the Nether of mental endeavors
Drag me to Hell where I feel I deserve
damnation for Always and Forever
Inebriation is imminent when Xanax isn't enough
Where's March Rabbit to whisk me off to Wonderland?
Finding madness through the looking glass--no bluff--
while a disembodied smile murmurs nonsense I don't understand
I'm falling apart, falling a part, falling a p a r t
Forgo therapists and psychoanalysis;
this cerebral sickness sullied me from the start,
so any hope I can cope is blasphemous
