Rorschach

I walk this line
that never ends.
The boulevards
are just pretend.
Impair my mind
from normal thoughts
Ink blots will tell me
if I'm wrong.
I lay here
while I'm hypnotized
By cryptic messages
of all lies.
You crack my dreams
despite my rage
My blank stare holds
all of my hate.
My fingers twitch
my mind just sails
Is anybody here?
Will all else fail?
Can I even live
with all the tension?
Or drown within
my own dimension.