Meating my maker

[P3nT4gR4m]

I've been alone so long in this subatomic void
imagining the things in my make believe world
as the battles raged on with the flags unfurled
as the human race raced for the diamonds and pearls

I looked at shadows on the wall of a deep dark cave
I heard a million voices hollering "jesus saves"
I took a ticket at the counter just to wait in line
When they asked if they could help I said "No. Everything's fine"

There were prisoners in dungeons who had done no wrong
I was chained up in a tower where the guilty grow strong
Picking at the locks till my fingers bled
Screaming at the voices inside my head

They told me everything was broken in the pits of despair
and then they buried me up to the neck and left me there
I had a pocket full of wisdom and a mouthful of dirt
Flirting with apocalypse took the edge off the hurt

The pain of knowing that the ending was becoming clear
Waves of nausea accompanied a primal fear
I was doomed to recollections of a world of pain
Confronted by the truth - there's something wrong with my brain

So I played another head game and I paid the price
Trapped by the contraptions of my own device
Assaulted by defences put in place to protect
Inevitable endgame was mated and checked

Divine intervention neither given nor received
The problem with Jehovah was he never believed
In the apathetic geometry of time and space
So he cut his sacred nose off just to spite his holy face

[Mesozoic Mister Nigel]

I love it!

Although the hangup of the rhyme scheme in the first stanza, that's a bit distracting.

[Raphaella]

This would make a great song.