desperate escape

See the vain of pain, pulsing out of my brain,
you think I've gone insane, hiding big bombs like Saddam Hussein,
but its plain I'm not, just unnecessary strain has got, me,
spinning logic like an angry hurricane, in my cabesa's domain, rattling wildly shacking breaking parts of the frame,

again the heart starts to depart from the land of shopping carts, into the land of chopping parts of a fish in the market, this is how my impulses behave, but I can't end up in a cave and Tony Stark it, gotta come up with a plan, before my head hits my hand, and falls through my finger like times shifting sand, my only hope for my stamina to stand, is if I kneel down daily, and be a praying man.