I’m so disoriented and I feel extremely threatened.
The voices in my head are super pissed.
I can’t hold in the rage inside me.
Disorder of the mind, my thoughts corrupted.
I’m screaming at the top of my lungs, my violence uncontained.
Anyone in my path could be my victim.
I’m undiscerning, I’m cold, and I’m heartless.
Without my pills, I’ll smear shit on a wall.
Gone... gone are the days of being normal.
I can’t function in society so I’m running
Down, down the median with my pants off.
Covered in shit and smoking crack.
Fantasizing about throwing rocks at cars.
I’ll shock you with my lewdness as I skin your cat (bathe in blood).
I’m sadistic, I’m insane, I hear voices.
They tell me you should die.
They tell me, “murder-suicide.”