Imaginary Friend
I can see him clearly in my
head.
He's a fragmented image
against the wall.
Like a fly beneath the swatter.
His voice, I hear, makes my
skin crawl.
Sometimes I wonder why I
even bother.
Sometimes I'd rather not live at
all.
He's a figment brought to you
by delusions.
He's only real to me.
He'll never reveal himself to
you.
His echoes cause contusions.
He only speaks to me.
He'll never talk to you.
His voice brings me
convulsions.
He's a danger to me.
He's a danger to us all.
Get him out of my head.
Help me now.
This very well could be the end.
He wants things to die down
now.
Get him out of my head.
He's my imaginary friend.
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