My soul hung itself

Mind tangled in a nest of barbed wire
Its sinking deep into the tangles, becoming inseparable
Hallucinations? That's just my brain being lacerated
Psychotic break? That's my mind bleeding out
Suicide attempt? Medicine to ease the pain
Drug addiction? Attempts to remove the barbed wire with a flood
Delusions? A want for more than this Hell
Self-harm? Muting the chorus of demonic voices
No exit from the cycle
Only pain with no gain
Can't even get scars, the scabs pick themselves
Ever wondered how much of your own skin can fit under your nails? More than you can imagine
Everyone's out to get me, including myself
Salvation lost when I was 7 and tried to hang myself
I deserve this rotting, moldy mind
All the exits are welded shut anyways