You wake up panting and its just like awakening from the dead
A bruised lip and monsters tearing each other in your head
Boom! And just like that you are out of your bed
Running as though chased by the werewolves
Who've just burst out of their own clothes
And split their own clothes now on their true wolves

Fast! Screaming loudly as though possessed
The demons rejoicing through your filthy mouth
Interesting long-legged mashed head cursed
Those popping eyeballs mouth-blooded cursed
Immorality you sound like a cursed preacher
Up and down talk to that being facing you

Stumbling over bricks, walking on egg shells
Freedom! Freedom! They mouth it power
Young and hungry interesting they sing
Wrinkles hidden under the heavy powder
Eye lashes heavy as the clouds pleading to let go
Noses trimmed and plastic faced, Dead
It's so intriguing yet saddening

Undesirable down to short of description.
Pathetic close to an understatement
Beauty is a wink close yet a million miles away
Facing the other side its like a prank
But when reality knocks
The breeze gets stuffed the situation suffocating