Me, myself and I
Isolated being
Tormented in my mind
Cannot organize the things I’m seeing
Just hearing
It’s consuming
Visions forward and rewind
Keeping me awake
And it’s keeping me alive
This I cannot take
It is a burning flood in my eyes
Denying peace of mind
Pilfers what is rightfully mine
Temporarily I wish to die in heaven’s gates
But no, here am I
A lost forsaken one
Demented by my cries
Discerning true purpose, but no prize to be won
Just left for done
No definition
The deception of calm
The calm brings forth what you question in life
The demon of anxiety, the god of sleepless night
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