It´s forming inside my brain.

The black cloud of doom takes over.

Am I starting to turn insane?

As the force only grows stronger.

The walls continue to shrink. 

The floor beneathe me removed. 

The devil looks up at me with a wink.

But the end of this attack is only my behooved. 

When it ends it only returns. 

When I think I am sane I´m distressed.

My life is only filled with concerns.

As for society, I´m only opressed. 

At the end of the day I´m a mess.

As I continue life under duress.