World of Hate

I feel like I'm walking through a maze, In my mind with no escape. What's going wrong inside my head? Somebody explain why the feeling is dead. My stomach has twisted in sickness, caused by the people who have rendered me senseless. Now my thoughts have all been replaced, by a substance that can't be erased. I find that I'm standing on an unstable ledge, wondering how it feels to fall off the edge. Slowly my monsters create from inside, they're working like hell just to survive. I try to wake up from this nightmare I'm dreaming, but in my mind I'm constantly screaming. So won't you please help me before it's too late? and my soul loses the battle against this world of hate.