Once upon a time, my head started hating me,
A butcher with a knife,
And there’s nowhere to flee,
I fight for my life,
But I’m fighting quite blindly,
I dodge, I duck,
I silence my screams,
But soon, I’ll be all out of luck,
Are the whispers of death from my nightmares or dreams?
I’m trapped in my mind, my body, my soul,
And I know I should change my perception,
However, these twisted thoughts take a heavy toll,
And this world around me is a deception,
Who can I put my trust in?
We’re all inherently selfish,
If this is the battle, I don’t know if I’ll win,
Will things all just end in anguish?
My head hates me still,
But we’ve come to an agreement,
It’ll all be okay, I hope it will,
The time to flee has come and went,
Now I wait with time to kill,
As I prepare for the agreed-upon torment,
It’s not what I want, but life isn’t gentle,
When I lie to myself, I’m very content,
Because once upon a time,
My head started hating me,
And is that not the punchline?
Because my head is me, and of that, I’ll never be free,
So I play my part, I’m quite a good mime,
I’m entangled for now, yet never permanently.
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