Hallucination

Crash both his heads against the glass wall in your head
Whenever you’re mad and distressed
There’s nothing better than envisioning to
Gaze at the red, hot body fluid stream down
And to know that you have the power of making it leak out

Fist clenching as his words drop on top of your skull
You hear them breaking whatever hope was left
Not trying to be a victim, but he’s got knack to break you over
To smash what’s inside
And wreck your bed to pieces
Only leaving a phony goodbye

The veins start to protrude now, every pain trying to come out at the same time
But there’s nothing you can really do to make it stop
Sure, you can hit him in the jaw
What would you get in return?
A kiss and a hug?
More like a hit and run

The only thing left is mesmerizing illusions of love
Those things that from time to time make you think that you’re adored
But when things turn the other way around
That’s when you’ll return to these thrilling delusions of hurting
Of making someone else feel what you do for a change

Will this ever get you through?
I think not
But still, it’s good to think that you’re going hunting
It’s fine to know that your mind can be as entertaining as him curled up in a ball
…
Aching
To look at his face turn pale…then blue
As the blood continues to trickle
Stain the heavily carpeted floor

His eyes focus on you, ask you to help
It’s a hallucination, right?
Let’s enjoy his pain…haha
A door opens; you hear steps come your way
Your mind is getting better at this, isn’t it now?

“Oh my God!
Someone get the phone!”