Permanently Insane

October 5, 2011
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Mind moving fast
colors fading
thoughts racing past
my own hell is being created.
Memories are chasing
leaving me running
pain is seeping
as these replays begin.
My soul is ripping,
watch the shards fall.
My heart is shrinking,
bringing me to my knees, i gotta crawl.
I feel like dying,
but i can't.
So I'm screaming, crying.
Now i can't breathe, you can hear me pant.
Will you help me escape?
all this damn pain,
I'm in horrible shape...
I'm starting to feel permanently insane.

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