M A N I P U L A T E D Feelings

What ever helped me, now is my enemy.

starting the end


Heal myself, a feather on my heart

Look inside, there never was a start

Peel myself, dispose of severed skin

All subsides, around me and within

There's nothing painful in this

There's no upheaval

Redemption for my pathos

All sins undone

Awaiting word on what's to come

In helpless prayers a hope lives on

As I've come clean I've forgotten what I promised

In the rays of the sun I am longing for the darkness

The last drawing of a schizophrenic patient before suicide. The dread and the cry of a desperate soul expressed in paper.

B.U.C.K.E.T.H.E.A.D

Fuck everything

Confused..

A 360° painted sphere of a street view                          

Source

N - C O M P U T E R

where I am?