casting shadows on grounds buried
invalid memories that no longer count
surface but they do
no choice but to linger unwillingly
sinking your teeth into my every movement, thought.
as days continue without break, fear begins to show
fear I can not digest easily, to consume it any longer would lead to insanity.
clawing at my vulnerability, I am witness to a false awaking, false judgement
stripped back I discover the crux of your false reality.
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