Paranoid

Trapped as society would have it Cornered from three angles. I suspect my life is in constant danger I turn where there is complications onto a road of twisted emotions. Which leads in only one direction strait to the city of agony. Where I am forced to evaluate all aspects of the situation. Continuing my great escape from this huge jungle of hate. In search of freedom within I grow hostile Impatient as my condition worsens. Theologically I’ve been captured by surprise, Lured by temptation into a world of imagination Hidden from reality where assumption rules. This make-believe state of mind has got me paranoid.