When the gods take a piss
You can only slither and hiss
For there is no respite
When mere existance is a fight
And we're trapped in our filthy mortal shells
Containing our own personal hells
Where our brains are nemesis
Confusing what isn't with what is

How could we summon any strength and might
When conscious and sub-conscious constantly fight
You need it all just to keep your mind
From succumbing to darkness and unwind
Trapped liked this no soul should be
Where light is faint and hard to see
But here we all are
Every day an all-out war