Crazy shit runs through my head... Words cant express all thats been said... Bizarre ways are how my thoughts take place- This insecure psychodramatic phase... Illusions of what can never be erased... Things I think of are things that Ive never faced... Crazy fantasies push through my extremes... Erotic colors hit through like beams.. Flashes of vivid images keep me from sleep- liquid letters take over and creep.. Waking the depths and the core of my brain... This mental intuity is making me insane... I handle every puzzle as if it was some game- Setting up pictures in my minds frame... In some isolated corner, my thoughts lie, these diverse counterparts of my minds eye... Trials are held in my unknown, voices booming in an unheard tone... Locked up in these bars of chrome- is what goes on in my unexplainable dome...- Kiran