Descent To Ascent

……Somewhere a lone survivor of a plane crash A man of sound and reason standing tall and proud. But a voice of lies and madness whispering words of doubt. His mind a fortress sturdy no shadows in the crowd. But a path of doom and darkness waiting to break out. Delusions like a serpent, coiling in his brain, Paranoia like a venom, oozing from his core. Twisting truth and logic, driving him insane. The world a hostile army, waging endless war. Dissociation like a vise, squeezing his soul tight, A mirror of identity, shattered into shards. Lost within the maze, his selfhood out of sight. The pieces of his being, scattered near and far. Psychosis like a demon, dancing in his mind, The music of madness, playing its eerie song. Illusions like a spider, weaving webs to bind. As his grip on sanity, was slowly being wronged. Not working….. He found a radio, a possible voice of hope and light. …..Working Then a change of course, a turn of fate’s design, A mind once plunged in madness, now rising to the fight. From blackness to brightness, a force of hope divine. An ascent from affliction, a story of great might. As his grip on sanity was slowly being restored, Illusions like a spider weaving webs to break. The music of madness playing its final chord. Psychosis like a demon dancing in his wake. The pieces of his being scattered near and far, Lost within the maze his selfhood comes to light. A mirror of identity shattered into stars. Dissociation like a vise squeezing his soul bright. The world a hostile army waging endless peace. Twisting truth and logic driving him to sane. Paranoia like a venom oozing from his fleece. Delusions like a serpent coiling in his mane. But a path of doom and darkness waiting to fade out. His mind a fortress sturdy no shadows in the crowd. But a voice of lies and madness whispering words of doubt? A man of sound and reason standing tall and proud? A lone survivor of a plane crash……