Peel the face back

Intrude into the rib and chest rack

Figure how the truth within stacks

No time for the pitty pat

The journey requires no restraint

Venture deep into the presence of your stain

Beyond where the pain is contained

A soft plunge into the abyss range

Loss of all feeling

As everything is sent reeling

Common knowns begin their peeling

As the self sheds its societal sealing

You can feel it pressed against the ceiling

Scratching and tapping

Causing synapses to start snapping

Internal bass ignorantly slapping

This is the madness trapping

Pushing at the capping

Embrace the symphony happening

It’s worth the screaming, bleeding, and clapping