• My voice and pain are drowned out
    by the rain beating on the windows.
    A thousand knives pierce my mind,
    Destroying my senses and emotion.
    Defeated, I stumble outside only to be pelted by icy water.
    Soon I'm gone, another dead victim,
    lying in wait for an undertaker.
    Yet, it's all a hallucination
    caused by my mental illness.
    When I can bare it no more,
    It'll kill me.