This crown of fog upon my head

I cease my tears and stare ahead

My mind is like a stormy cloud

Gray is my brain as rain comes down

I do not remember when this fog started

Only the duty it has imparted

Its plan is coming into action

I must stop it with some sort of reaction

The impulsive desire to do what it says

I wish I could just lay down in my bed

Its tight grip on my thought will not settle

I feel as if I should win a medal

All this pain will not go away

It gets worse every single day

No one I know gets close to me

Instead, they turn away and flee

The fog wants to go on a killing spree

But my mind always holds it back to my glee

No, no, no, no, not again

The fog in my brain is trapped with a chain

This is one thing I cannot control

It’s as if my head is filled up with coal

I will soon black out and fall in dismay

I believe I won’t live another day