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Confusion extends to delerium,
steals everything I,ve ever enjoyed.
pleasure drained from my addictions,
my saviours are ultimately destroyed.
sex,pain,men and women aren't helping,
is this the start of my final demise?
these past times no longer bring happiness,
my friend said she saw death in my eyes.
I try to claw my way back to the light,
but i keep falling into the depths of despair.
they say you've got so much to live for,
in this coffin of captivity i don't really care
because when this blackness takes over,
the person you know disappears
and all that survives,
are my worst faults and my fears.
so don't try to repair or to save me,
this roads one i travel alone.
Don't try to save or to mend me,
close your ears to the screams and the moans.
I know in my heart i can beat this,
I've defeated hell time after time.
So don't worry or dwell in my madness,
my acceptance is hope, it's a beautiful sign.
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