Electric signals, of things not there,
Making me scream to the empty air.
Being haunted, by deafening screams,
Making lower, my self-esteem.
The people I hear, won't leave me alone,
Voices of the dead with emotion of stone.
Striking fear, deep in my heart,
Telling me the truth, from the very start.
False messages, sent to my brain,
Like feeling nothing, in the thick...
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