Inside my mind

Abruptly, the calm explodes as a rippling liquid,
more glossy than glass, probing for sight in the blind pit
Instead, a resonating fuzz fills my ears,
and through the static, I know.

I see, and the vision is one of anger, pain, and suffering
I hear, and the song melts my mind with tones of emotions
I feel, and the wounds will never fully heal
I am, I am what I am.

Behind the vines of mirth, my hate is itching for a fight
Tonight could be the night, for life or flight of fright
You see me,
You know me,
But I know nothing of you.
I see you,
I know you,
But you know nothing of me.

Axis crossed, in polar extreme
Only I can know what I mean.
This is forever, or so it may seem
What goes on in my head would make anyone scream.