Metal rings in the distance
As I jar myself awake
To the sound of discord
Tearing into my mind

The Painkiller is here
He offers to help
He pities me, for I see visions
He tells me it is a disease

I reach out towards his hand
Only for sleep to crawl back into my eyes
Overwhelmed by injection

I wake a second time
And see him stand before me with my reflection
And in it I see my scalp is stitched closed
And my eye blurs black and white into gray
As red bleeds into the sheets

I cannot scream
But I am happy now