With my minds hand I push back,
Harder and harder, the darkness.
And with the seconds I lose track.

A sigh of relief.
For the moment I'm clear
And now happiness must become other's belief.

Normality is what I'm wearing
But you wouldn't believe
The emotions inside that are tearing.

Tugging at my heart are stones
That you cannot see.
I must carry them alone.

Without warning I'm knocked out
And the cloak of smiles has gone away.
My mind has opened to the doubt.

Heavy hands pound my chest
And my brain is being suffocated.
My eyes are closed, tightly pressed.

Flashes of horror pass through my gaze
And I'm screaming without sound.
My vision is just a red haze.

Without warning I'm being attacked
Buried alive
Half-dead after the fact.

No use in hiding.
No use in pretending.
So what's the use of trying?

There's no explanation
Or description
To this dying sensation.

I'm not here anymore am I?
I begin to wonder
If long ago I've somehow died.

My brain is on it's last breath
Hanging on by a thread,
Needing to sweep away this mess.

My mind never sleeps.
It's always on the prowl,
But I'm the only victim it meets.

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