"Onset"

Onset

Is it my fault that I am irrational?

The guilt weaves its way in

Mistakes of a past life

Mind playing tricks on me like

"Should I stay or should I go now?"

Then the demons get inside

Questioning the very axioms of life

Chaos ensues

Waking nightmares too difficult to say

Like a dream in a dream, my sanity fades

Comatose, anxiety, fear

Loss of direction

Tears

And then hope