Nothing was more comforting

than my own insanity

It held my hand

and revealed to me the true

intentions of man

It nurtured me

and molded me

Until it finally broke me

Trapped inside my mind 

I stay

Confessing to my madness

But am I insane?

I know enough to know

I have not lost my wits

Repeating random records

Only in my mind

So I thought

Shipped to a solitary asylum

It's plain white color

Mirrors my exterior

I am defeated

Forced to give into my fate

Within the walls of my asylym

I let out an internal scream

Heard by no one but me

So I thought