I see bones, twist until they snap Fissures rupturing flesh Cries of desperation, they go unheard When did my mind lapse? Was it lost long ago? Or will emerge, buried Deep beneath dissimulation Veracious intentions befouled by lies This crooked vessel will not uphold Impulse control I have arrived this way I have no other option Coexisting within my mind Despondent to my volition The single, pure, instinctive will Peerless in its atrocity