The destruction of inner space

 



The destruction of inner space

Slowly mashed and bashed

Self cauterised attempt failed

Directionless can’t face away

Relentless can’t not hear

Pissed worse don’t drink beer

Whirling mess of mindless fear

Thoughts are lonely fragments

Hope isolated remnants

Longed for death not achieved

Lack of intent or illness

 

Voices of friends and enemies

Who sell you hate

Turn yourself into lonely bait

As stares create validation

Of voices castigation

Fuck the medication

Mental control offered

By snobs wearing smiles

False smirks of unwanted friendship

From unreal friends who at twenty three

Write in your notes from the 

Lofty hight of a two year old degree

 

Consult the consultant who relies

On whispered remarks and 

Fingered comments in buff files

Fragments of inner space

Stare around looking for vision

Looking for hope scared of derision

But instead meets judgemental collision

But we’re off again.. Pen scratching

We’ll start you on…

And you’ll have lorazapam 

And a little diazapam

And you’ve argued strongly

So we’ll have a needle handy

 

Now off you go..

It’ll be alright

Try to sleep on a night

Ignore the screams

And torch light beams

And the man who threatens

And the woman who threatens

We know its not normal

To feel threatened

But its called care now

Your lucky to have a bed

Now get in it.