Perilous Life
Midnight Perils,
Crushing Dreams,
Says the man inside who screams.
Desperation to survive,
Screams the brain as it dies.
The fear of death
It is within,
Closer it draws, with every sin.
The fear of death will reside, inside.
Some believe that there's more after.
Some believe that your light goes out.
Some believe you're born again.
This is why the man inside screams and shouts.
The fear of the unknown,
keeps us guessing.
It keeps the mind,
never resting.
The weak fall into one or two.
But I cannot until i'm through.
That time, that place where the world ends.
I shall face my perilous end
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