Ministry of sound beats through my rigid body,
Swallowing any sanity with much disdain...

Pages are torn of what used to be,
The story of my life...

Voices inside my mind,
Just wanting a chance to escape The normal...

Thrill of adventure,
Rush of emotions too much to handle...

Misunderstood the terms on the mission
Statement that underlined the treatment...

Shattered and practically dead,
Am I still living...

The voices that are inside of me,
My mind, just wanting a chance...

Outburst of flooding fears,
I’m falling through the cracks...

Black mask, hiding all that there is to see,
Following the eyes of a broken girl...

Enclosed in a circle,
Trying every which way to escape this dimension...

Some sort of experiment
Sitting, waiting for change...

Under pressure, tape wearing thin.
Membrane of skin, broken with one slit...