`Fluorescents in the factory`

Addictive like water,
Not even one blotter.
For each minute I stay,
3 steps will disobey.
No drugs have been taken,
So for you, have mistaken.
Days go by,
I wont blink an eye.
Water-stained face,
I wont leave a trace.
I'll come back just fine,
suitable for dinnertime.
They'll never know,
the deep fear that I loath.
It comes on fast,
and stays, 'til I crash.
But when they have come,
The deed will be done.
and the tears in your eyes.
make you wonder why,
I haven't conceived
the nightmares I breathe,
from the cold window.
Theres dust in my skull.
that the cold winds blow.
Scream in the box,
With my old socks.
They cant hear,
cotton absorbs the fear .
Help him dad,
O, don't be mad.
You'll bow.
Don't ask us how.
The psycho in red,
The one I dread.
Has come to stay,
The end of the day.
Mental flow,
Moving slow.
the catatonia has won
my brain's
undone
the catatonia has won.
my fingers
are numb
the catatonia has won

-Thomas c

i seriously had that whole thing coppied, haha/ its a poem i wrote.