Everyone seems to think,
That I should die.

Is there something up,
That I can't see?

Tell me, please,
What's wrong with me?!

Their peace of mind
Is what I lack.

A hand reaches out.
"NO! Get back!

"Get back! Get back!
Get back, I said!"

But they grab my shoulder.
And I dye the room red.

...

And now I sit her, quiet,
In my lonely cell,

With my arms restrained,
I dream of He.ll.

My first night here,
I'd hoped for sleep,

But my dreams are destined,
To repeat,

For everything is lost,
Everyone is dead.

I've been left alone,
In this Hell in my head.

The voices laugh,
As I sit idly by,

The writing on the wall,
Says I should die.

The whispers say,
To take my life,

So now it's time to end this strife.

When the nurse comes in,
I bite her throat,

And don't let go,
Till the floor is soaked.

As I sprint,
I hear a gun,

And fall to the floor,
For I am done.

A chorus sings,
Inside my head,

"You really did,
What we said?"

As I nod,
They laugh at me,

Until I tell them,
Now I'm free.

I tell them they
No longer own my mind,

When I noticed a light,
had begun to shine.

I smile to myself,
As I join the hereafter,

For as I ascend,
There is no laughter.

But I do not get,
That which I seek.

My dreams are destined,
To repeat.

Paradise is lost.
The angels are dead.

I'm truly alone,
In this He.ll in my head.

i love that poem
but its soo sad :[