Private_asylum. from Fragmented Consciousness by Dan Deagh Wealcan

Retreat to my head.
Back into my shell I crawl.
Gnawing at my finger nails.
I will wait and bleed.

Welcome to my lair.
A temple of my cowardice.
The place I like to go,
When the world gives me hard time.
When I don’t like something.
When something doesn’t like me.
When I need salvation from this madness.

{It’s my private. Private Asylum.
You can walk in. But only for a while} *

Welcome to my home. My personal reality.

Spiders and mice and the dust in the corners.
Skeletons in closets and blood on the shrine.
She told me and I did it, I excised everything.
But then she disappeared as well.

* repeat

Then you must leave.
Before I changed my mind.
My temple can be deadly and vile.
Exit is lightened in green.
Excuse me for not escorting you out.

getoutofmyhead!!!
...please

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