Cognitive Impairment from Dead Etiquette by Dead Etiquette

Cognitive Impairment.

I’d like for you to indulge
In a round table conversation with your foes
The amount of hate in their eyes
Feels like cutting through you bones with a dull knife
Stare at the pictures on the wall
Exhale with force to make them fall
I never thought I’d end up this way
I never thought I’d think to myself and say

I never thought I’d be ok
But I never thought I’d go insane
I never thought I’d be in a hospital rambling randoms today

Words seem to fall out of your mouth
Nouns and verbs are all scattered about
I don’t understand what the hell are you trying to say
I forget things all the time
Whens your birthday?
Oh no did that rhyme?
Are you disappointed in me?
I used to be able to think so clearly
Cognitive Impairment

I get so worked up I cant breath
You’ll never understand what it means to me
To watch myself degrade mentally
Just let me sleep

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