Staring up
At the perfectly white plastered ceiling
I see cracks
Black cracks in the ceiling
Staring at the window
Seeing the murky brown yellow afternoon
I see clouds
Black clouds reflecting back at me
There are spots in my vision
They follow me around
My head thrashing noisily
But I don't even hear a sound
I'm fading from reality
This pain can't be reality
I'm losing myself, this isn't reality
It's endlessly thumping
I keep repeating my words
Two words strung up like beads
In my head, the string cut loose
I keep repeating my words
The light brings more dark patches
My eyes fading
And new symptoms come along
And do nothing, but please me
There are spots in my vision
They follow me around
My head thrashing noisily
But I don't even hear a sound
I'm fading from reality
This pain can't be reality
I'm losing myself, this isn't reality
It's endlessly thumping
