A thug in a white coat giving me medication,
Locked up for a month for angry meditation,
All I hear is the crazies screaming,
With me mad as a hatter thinking I’m dreaming,
Looking at the bruises that the coppers gave me,
Praying to my atheist god too come and save me,
Getting my backie stolen when I go for a piss,
A nurse handing me a razor hoping I’ll slice up my wrists,
I’m so scared that it’s making me worse,
Playing with witchcraft and voodoo dolls to lift this curse,
Talking to my hallucinations like a nuisance passenger,
If he steals my lighter again I’m going on a massacre,
Can’t stop laughing whilst I’m crying,
My mind gone mad, slowly dying,
So confused, can’t stop if’ing and why’ing,
Off my head, reality I keep defying,
I’m in this nut house howling at the moon,
What did you expect from someone who’s crazy as a loon,
Big bad bully nurses picking on me,
My hallucinations aint the only evil that I see,
But complaining falls on death ears and eyes don’t see
Cos I’m mentally ill so no one will listen to me,
So I’ll do my time, write my rhymes,
And one day I’ll be out in no time,
Just serve this sentence of evil and hate,
Then this crazy man can walk straight out the gate
Then I’m out on the streets and I see all your normals,
Chaos and madness but it’s presented as formal,
It’s obvious that I stand out like a sore thumb,
So confused that this is what I wanted, I feel dumb,
Is it me or is it you that is ill’er,
I’m a newly released mental patient walking around with killers,
The normality sends me crazy,
Whilst the blood on your hands makes you all lazy,
I don’t want to be in a nuthouse all my life,
But when you’re married to crazy and madness is your wife,
The streets are dangerous, to dangerous for me,
Even tho the devil I do see,
I got released, a free man I am,
But the madness I have is minimal compared to my fellow man,
I’m scared, I’m alone, I’m having a panic attack,
So Fuck this shit…… I’m going back!


Wrote on: 30/01/2023