Black and Red

“If vision is the only Validation, then most of my life isn’t real” (Sam Sparrow- Black and Gold)

Insanity
Insomnia
Hallucinations
Schizophrenia

The first night is always the worst
I’ve seen many things happen in here and something is telling me I won’t last long
I can’t seem to channel my thoughts
They swirl in a pit of desperation
Urging me for sweet relief

I’m not right, I have to get out
The sweat and tears roll off my forehead, cascading my face
I must not be weak
I was always told I’m Strong!

But how could I be so blind
Everyone was wrong
I am Weak

I’m an artist at heart
And In my final Hour
I battle what I need to do

The firsts are always the most repugnant but perfect
The walls are my Blank Canvas, waiting to be abused

I look down
Two colours discharging down my arm
In faultless Synchronisation
Taunting me to use them

I have what I need
Now let’s get to work
Spreading the ‘paint’ on my canvas
I feel drained, but I must keep going

Finally broken free and I’m now one with life instead of against
Gone forever

Black and Red