As I traverse through life unaided
The stream of my ambitions becoming jaded
My sanity is wearing thin; yet you cannot see
The amount of agony that only I perceive
My only motivational compress is in decline
And soon my thoughts will be no more; a forgotten outline

This noise is so distraught; it is so catastrophic
Yet it is my only vestige; with none so anechoic 
Seeing Past embarkments of success only ending in misery
With future insights so reassuring to await so steadily
Diligently I await the stable refuge of calmness
For it is my only source of genuine consciousness

And yet, as my life stays in a permanent loop
Everyone around me is enjoying life and companionship
With so many great things and opportunities so well deserved
All the while I lay in self-inflicted pain, a fate not desired 
Spirits not of my own, with a leading light so bright
And my soul with petrifying, the anti-thesis of incandescent

Trapped within my own mind, a never-ending bloody war
Of past happiness, worth nothing more of a bittersweet tear
Paranoid and devoid of will, yet lonely and yearning for help
All to fall on deaf ears, with willful blind censorship
Locked out of all success, I stay in this black void
Hoping to break free, of this endless perpetual human droid