Pit of Consciousness

I keep on losing the keys

From reality

And now I'm passing on the wheel

To insanity

In a secluded corner

Waiting for my time to come

Waiting for the bedlam

To be pacified

I am climbing hand over fist

And I scratch concrete

Shine in the end, my mistake

It's not there

The air is terribly heavy here

It settles inside

And I suffer burn after burn

From the dark

Burn

In a pit of consciousness

Squeal is bleeding

So I feel there was someone else before me

Eyes are changing colors

A stranger knocks on my mind

I became a foreigner to myself

Myself

Stillness stuns, wish I'd run

Creeped away to the light

In my head, someone else

Setting snares

For my soul

In the darkest place

What was once named consciousness

I'm a miniature

I'm a sketch forfeiting outlines

Irrelevant entity to sanity

A hive for nonsense

For multiple selves

Resonating but never compromising

Stillness stuns, wish I'd run

Creeped away to the light

In my head, someone else

Setting snares

For my soul

For my soul

Waiting for my mind to be pacified