madness

Is this the end, I'm just starting, All the voices inside my head sounds like a party, Why wasn't I invited to my own madness, I don't who iam anymore, when I look into the mirror, I don't recognize those eyes, behind damage and pain I cry , all the crimes all lied claiming nothing to nothing something dumping but now, I own nothing, voices done took over, Roll me over, so I catch my breath. My life has been in a mess and it caught up ,even know I never slow down, I ly awake and watch the sweet breaths she takes ,while my mind slips ,worn grips, I'm holding on but with the tips, I'm letting go ,is this the end ,I'm just starting , the voices inside my mind are having a party, and I wast invited to celebrate my own madness,turns fantastic caskets dirty bastards who mastered the crafted, laughter bouncing walls of padded eradic static combated,my actions and tactics ,burning biskits I risk it, ticket to the wicked flowing spickets, jumping crickets, like I'm going fishing for bitches, nothings biting I'm inviting sighting ,rewinding my timing reclining my rhyming ,spitting lighting it's too frightening I'm mining. Climbing