Since about two years ago I noticed a change.
The way my mind would twist and turn in devious ways.
It keeps me awake, for hours and days.
Clues of mental meltdown in the sh*t that I say.

I would see things, and think two thousand and three things.
I never stopped thinking even when I was sleeping.
I would see things that didn't even exist.
Like sanity in the mirror or a knife in my wrist.

Now recently, it's shied away from the secrecy.
This evil monster in my brain is now consuming and eating me.
It's like a constant battle with my brain to be sane.
I remain deluded while a monster is trained.

My brain is cannibalistic, it thinks twisted and sick sh*t.
Pour white paint and my brain will try to mix it.
Complexify the colours 'till they're magical and mystic.
Who knew schizophrenia was addictive?