Mental Fog

This bedlam! The sinkhole atop my corpse! Derelict; God too refused to Love me! Hope becoming less. Dying as it warps. Despair; that too seems to be above me. Lost between fringes of my psychosis. Remnants of a beautiful shattered mind. Every fragment seely upon notice. My struggle with the self that I can’t find. My chaperone of double mindedness leads the way; trending along a bevel. Hopes leverage against death’s entry test despite being designed by the devil. Resolution lost within dialogue. My illusion diagnosed: Mental Fog.