Institutionalized


Written by Tim S Poma

Delusional sitting on an alluvial plane
Salt flats are what has become of the brain
Scenery all the same white and mundane
Now pretend I am the wrecking ball and crane

The Conditioned Walls will come crashing down
As they crumble fire starts and alarms will sounds
The fire consumes your being till it starts to drown
When this reality crashes you’ll see your feet on the ground

Truth and light will illuminate, where darkness used to play
Giving us heavy reminders on how we used to spend our days
Till the minds ID is cleaned-out giving us cause to say
Put the book down, hand us our lives back and we’ll show you the way.

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