Mania

Manic, we are endless
Fragmentation, distress
Hear us, feel us, free us, need us
Voices in your head

Manic, we are endless
Fragmentation, distress
Hear us, feel us, free us, need us
Voices in your head

Whispers turn into screams
Hurricane inside me
Future endless terrifying possibilities

Too awake, too alive

An overload of color
Bleeding red into my grey
The biting fear of consciousness
That anchors me to pain
Who am I amidst the chaos
Never ending storm inside
Ever moving, ever changing I don’t feel apart of time

Of time

Shattered echoes of life
Solace nowhere in sight
Breathless, shaking, sleepless, breaking
Who am I right now

Are you the now?

An overload of color
Bleeding red into my grey
The biting fear of consciousness
That anchors me to pain
Who am I amidst the chaos
Never ending storm inside
Ever moving, ever changing I don’t feel apart of time

I exist, I swear I exist
I am more than these images
More than these feelings
More than this pain
The question is
Just what am I?

Blackened dead stare
Formless nightmare
My face in the mirror

An overload of color
Bleeding red into my grey
The biting fear of consciousness
That anchors me to pain
Who am I amidst the chaos
Never ending storm inside
Ever moving, ever changing I don’t feel apart of time

An overload of color
Bleeding red into my grey
The biting fear of consciousness
That anchors me to pain
Mania, the discord growing
Not a melody inside
Never harmonizing with it, I don’t truly feel alive

Shattered echoes of life
Solace nowhere in sight
Breathless, shaking, sleepless, breaking
Who am I right now

Are you the now?