Psychosis
Through sin will I encounter-
A scorching energy.
What I need is to stay awake.
So that my brain does not stop firing passion.
If I close my reddened eyes.
If I turn off my Demonic voice.
I will be taken in my sleep.
And sleep will I-
With happy flowering fields that do not inspire.
But dull me.
Only through action will come a release of sorts.
As I break through the calm.
As I abandon society once more.
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