A Tree Takes Root

The Madhouse

I have nothing to write, nothing to say
Nothing anyone wants to hear anyway
For the opinion is set, the ink still wet
A future laid and a prison made
With one final flick of the pen
So, crack the door, trip on the floor
And fall into a future I don't want
With a push, my admittance is secured
First, take my hair and strip me bare
Only to build me up again
A cotton dress cleans no mess
Yet, it proves where I belong
So, go ahead, beat my back
I can't ward of the attack
But I can choose not to cower
I'll scream out loud while I clench from the sound
You won't listen, but, still, it's nice to hear proof of a choice
And nothing can surprise me anymore
Then shoot me with shocks till I tick like a clock
But my mind is still my own
And nothing you can say will change the way
I think when I'm all alone
Finally, I'm left to sit and stare, but the room is bare
The bright white of the light damages my eyes
And slowly disintegrates my spine
As it reveals no escape in sight
For there's nothing to find within a broken mind
Only doubts and despair dance around
The past plagues a world known only to one
As insanity clenches faith round the neck
That's no way to choke out a life
But it's the coward's cross and the sinner's loss
And heaven bows down to none
So, give in to the delusion
It's all that remains
And it sure beats facing the truth
Now, with hands clenched and head bent
What there is left?
I must seek help from above
But it's lunacy, you see
No one there ever cared much for me
Don't know why I try anymore
Maybe it's a blessing for the broken to be left alone
With only the madhouse to call their home