Sanity
this place is full of sorrow,
this place is full of pain,
this place is nearly to the point,
of driving me insaine.
i don't know what to do,
i don't know what to say,
i do't know why it all gets worse,
with every passing day.
my heart is slowly breaking,
my heart is filled with dread,
my heart is growing weaker,
so why am i not dead?
i feel my body tremble,
i feel my body shake,
i feel my body, at any second,
may just crack and break.
reality is broken,
reality is not here,
reality has turned into,
the things i hate and fear.
the shadows will advance,
the shadows will arive,
the shadows will come at once,
and burry me alive.
smother me in sorrow,
smother me in pain,
smother me to the point,
that i'm no longer sain.
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