Spirituality Of Psychosis From 2 Year Self-Isolation

We want the power of the divine and don’t consider the cost,
No fun and games - i played rocks paper scissors in the mirror... and lost.
Rock beats scissors, that adds up. I’m just glad it’s you
Then you look up at the mirror and see that there’s no one staring back at you
Damn.

There’s a knock at the front door, the phone starts ringing, the back door slides open — your arm starts stinging

The needle moves, the floor shakes, you’re surrounded by mist,
The needle breaks, The floor falls, your bound by the wrists
You enter a zone far far from home ... where time and sound doesn't exist

You taste colors and hear dreams, fear isn’t what fear seems
Cry from happiness or misery, tears aren’t what tears seem

Then dark clouds form, wraiths and phantoms start circling you,
They're talking bout hurting you
You curse names and wish pain to all who deserted you

You get hit from a distance, collapse in an instance
Fall cushioned by an entity with more presence than a rich kids Christmas...mmmm

A stone so heavy he can’t lift it is lifted
A gray Rubix cube is solved any way that you twist it

Colorless world is what you’re seeing
Roamed by monsters, ghouls, 4th 5th 7th dimensional beings

That breed in water worlds,
seeing creatures..sea creatures. Its as off as off gets,
I'm Sleeping with piranhas, I’m napping with the Loch Ness (he’s got a long neck )

Sirens sing, the sirens cry, deadly melodies talk you into lairs,
And it’s there, that you come back to your senses and realize water isn’t air

The harder you fight, the tougher it is to breath,
If you live you vow to never return to a world underneath the sea,

If you’re wondering who you is..you is me,
a warning that your mind is way more powerful than it seems,

When you start to confuse reality with your dreams
But only til it happens will understand what it means