Is it possible to be living and dead
Is it sanity to always be living in your head
When shadows move and voices talk
Is it any wonder iv lost my spark?
Mania is a complex beast
My Neuro cells have increased
Chemicals floating in the brain
Not one of them helps me feel sane
Be alone or mix with others
What is the best way to recover?
Medication can only help so much
Meadows and faries I want to touch
Grounding myself as the voices take hold
My body shaking, I feel so cold
Music playing in my head
Am I half a sleep or am i half dead?
This mania couldn't be stopped
It's a new mindset I have to adopt
A benzo a day to stave it away
But the voices and shadows will be back to play
My body hurts, my mind so torn
Agitation has now taken hold
Now my speech is totally affected
Everything about me is disconnected
So on I go for another day of turmoil
Another day I wish I could just smile
Pills are taken let's just see
Will this mania defeat me?
(Our differences are like the pieces of a puzzle called life)
What does humanity want from life, it’s puzzling to know
Peace signs, Daisy cutters, find Jesus in the afterglow
Seek out seventy two virgins, priming fuses to blow?
Come together in jannah, with a godlike libido
Write painstaking poetry, devoid of human ego
Kill every known disease, have a chat with a mosquito
Build a chocolate empire, watch fatty deposits grow
Start a protein only diet, get ripped from head to toe?
View b movie stars at night, (censure) the matinee show
Have no more hangovers, enjoy life utterly blotto
Bring back prohibition, replace it with a pink benzo?
Smoke marijuana safely, vaporise tobacco
Play chess at home with the wife, or away with a bimbo
Give a hand to starving wolves, then go howl out the window
Let a child get carried away, not by some wild dingo?
Set the bar high enough, flambé for a life of limbo
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