“Suicidal”

Imagination gone berserk,
dismantled and distorted all confidence.
Merging realm and dream-work,
recollections all blur.

Actions and reactions,
strangely occur,
without logical sense
and control over these occurrences.

Thoughts and feelings
flow over uncharted regions.
On my soul, treasonous intentions
commit blasphemous dealing.

Life is a prison
and death a sought escape.
Living in oblivion
is worse than dying in vain.

                                       AP.