Mocking contemplation, laughter in disguise,
while force-feeding untruths to morbid demise.
Content with confusion, addicted to chains.
The self-disagreements begin once again.
Pretense is invaded; reflections at rest
when dosage is increased and you're not impressed.
Exceeding lost thresholds, expanding the lines -
The hands that once helped you - restrained to confines.
Corruption in others chews soul to the bone,
and though there are others, you're always alone,
the mass will not forward, you will not step back,
and solo objection makes feeble attack.
So succumb to torment - the strength of the foe,
their pride has been altered a long time ago.
Inflated, self-centered, conceited - a waste;
Unsolid decisions instantly replaced.
A stretch on the voicebox, committed to dust;
The smiles in this drama are spewed from disgust.
Attraction backfired, amusement in vain -
Enticed to punishment where free will is feigned
A scar on the outside, a bruise on the soul
as jesters and clowning play principal role.
When fear of derangement begins to arise,
then nightmares are woven within bloodshot eyes.
Honorable mention
Gold trophy winner
Adding your comment:
The picture was pretty creepy, in a good way, lol. And it fit the poem perfectly. You better win gold for this 
thank you ♥
