Effusion Of Dementia

Perceived notions, voluntary insanity
Guilty conscience, I don’t know what’s become of me
Narcissistic, longing for supremacy
Paranoia, this world has become my enemy

Desperate times call for desperate measures
I submit to myself willingly
Must make time for my guilty pleasures
Innocence no longer an option

Fallout of my emotions, cerebral suicide
Controlled by dementia, my own death beckons me
Systematically removing, all regrets from my mind
Fear’s stuck in the past, and my memory is left behind

I don’t know who I am
My spirit I can’t find
I don’t know where to go
My soul has been denied

With my last breath I began to see things clearly
I’ve solved my temporary problem with a permanent solution...