Cake

I have come to realize That my mind is no longer mine I have no control over My knowledge, my actions , or my sanity It seems like the plate that is made for me To eat from Becomes attacked by an intruder That comes from left feild Attaches and eats at his whim And here I am Being the bread of life Here I am being the blood that is shed Being the tears that shed No I am not the head of my house I am being attacked I pray that I make it tomorrow For I no longer know what is real anymore Not even sadness