Salvaging My Sanity

While I begin to unremittingly scrutinize
The exterior of my pale skin;
That is coated within
An aged and decrepit pallet
Of barren white,
I start to notice I've become
Undivulged within a rueful mind.
Unable to recognize nor compose
A representation of my physique,
Despondence longingly foreshadows
Any omen from salvaging my sanity.

I find no sight of remorse inside
these walls that enclose me within
This residence in which I call my home.
I can no longer subsist
On feeding off of this
Lobotomizing support system
In which surrounds me.

My occasional acquaintances
And devoutly held relationships;
Which once cured my lacking bliss,
Become unfamiliar; an unreadable face,
Just another pattern of strangers
making their way.
I hold no recollection or relief,
While they leach once again.
I observe a glazed over complexion
Develop within my eyes;
More I must sacrifice.