There are fractures appearing in my cranium

Voices are saying I am becoming more insanium

Hearing things that I do not see anymore

Monsters clawing inside my walls more and more

My life is just like a decaying old geranium

People are saying I am becoming derangium

Laughing through their pretentious concern

As my mind flickers away into ashes of burn

I wish I had a skin that was made of titanium

Their painful word arrows are driving me insanium

They pierce my very soul drain my blood like a knife

I am slowly losing my mind and taking away my life

I am being taken away by small doses of radium

When I am finally gone from this hurtful saniumn

Will anyone care I have moved to a different plane

On to a place where insane is really to be sane