The Dark Dance
Sometimes when I look at things
I can't trust what I see
I don't know if it's really real
Or rather something I perceive
Reality starts to fade away
My sanity with it goes
One minute it's held together
The next minute no one knows
Without so much as a warning
Confusion fills my head
So many reasons left to live
Still the voices want me dead
I want to say I'll be okay
I pray to God it will pass
But if these demons don't go away
The Devil will own my ass
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