Perfect day for a breakdown

At least it’s Sunday this time
And the weeks about to begin
Because it’s a real fine line
Between sanity and the madness within

Maybe tomorrow I can reach out
Before the paranoia kicks in
The shouting is getting so loud
I don’t think I can keep it in

It’s a perfect day for a breakdown
The storm is just closing in
Drowning in humidity
Soaked in bloody perspiration

The paints melting off the walls
And there’s tear’s in the eyes of all my idols
There’s a creature in my room
Tearing up burning Bibles

There’s a monster in me
I didn’t want you to meet
But grey melts into red
As my eyes implode, explode fear
And heat

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