Overloaded

Too many lines
Too many times
Too much to lose
nothing to choose
No power left
within this theft

I'm without any magnetism
Endless with my pessimism
Drowning in my analyzing
in the hatred I'm comprising
For secrets that I have figured
out, my mind has reconfigured
What it sees is only numbers
and the echoes it uncovers

Too many lusts
Too many trusts
Too much I see
To much to be
No progress made
No pain will fade

I'm held within my social forces
flooded from too many sources
In this fight I lack protection
I can't change a new direction
For the things that are unproven
and the way the crowds are moving
I am just the weakest  chain link
I'm am just a poisonous drink

Too many ties
Too many lies
Too much I hear
Too much to fear
No hope, just pain
I'm just insane

The wires inside lie corroded
and my mind is overloaded
Eyes burn, bloodshot from their vision
and my mind from its precision
Know that I have no appeal
and dead inside, I cannot feel
so pour the poison, one more time
and justify myself with rhyme

Too many roads
my mind implodes
My temples ache
my will, must break
No way to tell
if all is well.