Depersonalisation

<br>There`s no door in these cold walls<br>surrounded by the infinite<br><br>My card is reading cardiac<br>my thoughts won`t seem to comprehend<br><br>Why? The lost sentence, in varieties of religious experience<br><br>The truth: a direful legacy, has driven me to my knees<br>I`m hurt<br>Pschiatric disbelieve, &quot;good luck when you`re panoplied&quot;<br>A force divided by slavery, a senseless futility<br><br>A must to see the unholy state, in which I was held for a while<br>A study in grief taking over my mind, as I declared my soul to behind<br>Just longing for the first day, to say, I`m back this time I`m here to stay<br><br>Can`t you see the one aspect, that makes my gift to innocence<br>The metaphysics were caressed, by every bit of air I breathed<br>In lustfulness<br><br>I`ve lost, a loser without a name, must be my contribute<br>Your trust, the effort of ficticiousness, my grief is compelling me<br>The sign, the sign is for all to see, I know what to do with thee<br><br>Waverer, to bewail, led defeats<br>Engrossing my fate, my heart`s decadence, capitulation<br>Time to intrude, to declare the fate, an angel will fall<br>My aspiration, you beg, the iteration, imbibes, as only you can<br>I`ve tried, to leave this fucking hell