Hallucinogen

A flick of the matches

Unleashes paranoia in batches,

No where to run, nor to hide,

Access to bliss has been denied,

Creepy crawlers slithering from above,

Stability laughs down at my lack thereof,

The walls are closing in upon my physique,

All this shit makes me want to shriek,

Resentment overload is the overcast

From the cracked muzzle of the unsurpassed,

The gas can devours from the soul,

Slowly creating a wearisome tainted hole,

Hallucinogenic petrol bleeding into my eyes,

Have suspicion tomorrow is on the rise,

The walls of frustration are caving in

And the flames are smoldering against my skin.