Teasing the sane part of your mind.
Thinking of all the times you thought life was a burst.
To many problems within,
No one can hear the screams that con for reality.
It takes every breath from you body,
That body that once had sanity in it.
Chasing the nightmares away.
Things come forward as they come down.
Silence is what you creave.
But the panicing spirit is awakened.
The corners that have no end to them,
People will walk miles to see what they had.
I will walk the miles to what I have in store for me.
Chasing the thoughts that were once reality,
Continuing to see what is a image of happiness,
Nothing can bring things back to how it once was.
Coming to the end of the road is what's left for others.
For me the end of life is what awaits some like myself.
I will have the memories remain for others.
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