Psychosis

Can’t seem to get away from it
Only lies to guide the path ahead
Psychosis running rings
Within a translucent failing mind

The blood still running thick and red
Before your eyes, you chase the prize
Arms outstretched into the night
The surface layer burns so bright

You built your own deception
To illuminate your mind
The only success resides in isolation
You never learnt

A mindless abomination
Still deluded, still cracking at the seems
Couldn’t work out what this all means?
This is the element of failure
Built on your own perception
Of a world of your resolve