Catacombs of the mind

It seems someone's insane,
We all go a little mad sometimes,
Does a part of me really enjoy this?,
In fact, why did I ask myself that?,

Encased here in this tomb,
Maybe you were right about me,
It's true, lunacy does dominate,
In fact, maybe that's not even true,

(chorus)
So close,
With dirt on my hands,
Now an old soul,
War ravaged, but fresh,

Getting ready to go into reality,
Slowly I'm knowing what that is,
Covering up my slivered wrists,
I'm ready.....TO EXPLODE!!!

(and slip back into dementia...)