Lunacy Fringe
There is meaning in my psychosis
So the doctor said in his diagnosis
Feral smiles from lupine eyes
The yellow moon hangs in the skies
Four white walls, a padded cell
For the mind demented of hell
Mid-day delusions and razorblades kiss
Parchment skin and bloody lips
Monsters lurk inside my head
Hide from the fluorescent lights overhead.
The doctor awaits me scalpel in hand
Dissect my brain doctor, but you’ll never understand
The parasites host never even knows
And sanity will decompose.
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