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Constant Nightmare
It's a horrible horrible scene. Endless nightmare, in no way a dream. At the top of my lungs I will scream. It consumed all my self esteem. No longer pure, now so unclean. Someone tell me, what does it mean? It's anxiety, terror and fear, causing this downfall of tears. It's been like this for so many years. Evil monsters just seem to appear. Screaming demons now all I hear. Their anger and hate so sincere. Hallucination, psychosis or real. Scared and confused, all I can feel. My sanity it wants to steal. With the devil, it must have a deal. Instability within to reveal. Misery and pain not to heal. It keeps replaying in my brain, causing headaches with great pain. Flowing through the blood in my veins. The life within me it slowly drains. My body has become its domain. Off the deep end, I'm going insane. It fills me with constant dread. On my happiness it has fed. Painful things to me it said. It's words had my thoughts misled. Until all of the blood in my body is shed. It won't stop messing with my head.
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