Bad t.RIP

Everything moves, changes color and shapes
I hope to find answers in an acid slough
But I failed the task, my subconscious
Let me down
And now I’m alone, entangled in the chains of my own fears
Captive visios. Each of them is worse than another
Bloodthirsty block. Headless sage
Keeps his head in hands
And feed dead birds his wisdom
Do not hear my screams
Horrible noise pierces through my body
This is my own heavy breathing
I’m at a funeral, I realized
I realized this is my own funeral
There’s the grave, and over there I’m in a coffin
I realized this at once. What have I done? Why?
What have I done? I really died, or am I dreaming?
My mind can not sustain all this
My nerves are about to give out. We must end this horror quicker
I have urgently shoot my head
All my fears will be out, together with my brain