Dementia Præcox Songtext

A certain loneliness had settled in since the event had taken place last week. Things I never questioned before, and moments I had forgotten are now part of an hourly's lapse. It even seems, that I am myself at times, superfluous.

As a poor candlelit room proves to be of best effect, I can now comfort myself in bed. And though I cannot sleep more than an hour's half a time, my nights are filled and completed whilst writing this diary, and some of my days are passed with momentary naps.

Those last days prior to joining the boarding house, I spent walking the rainy sidewalks, where pouring water washed memories out of life. My soaked hat, coat and shoes constantly brought me back to reality as I wandered off into nowhere.

Life has left me in utter disappointment and I feel compassion to be secluded here, where people no longer judge sanity with perceptions of reality. I no longer worry, and am completely inanimate and benumbed. But at long last, in perfect satisfaction.