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sanity
  they always say they understand me,
  I just wish they could see.
  The pain that hurts inside,
  it feels like a churning tide.
  The rocking of my mind,
  mixes with the passing of time.
  The screaming vortex of my voices,
  they cannot see my choices.
  I try to run and hide,
  then I find myself on my side.
  I try to scream for help,
  I end up shriveled and then I yelp.
  I keep being daunted,
  the laughing is taunting.
  I cannot forever control,
  the monster inside I hold.
  I push away the ones I love and care,
  just so they do not have to share.
  The pain that I always hold from them,
  I want to protect them like a precious gem.
  The seething hate inside me that dwells,
  just  churns and swells.
  I try to let off a controlled stream,
  the emotional burning pain makes me want to scream.
  I cannot express the pain,
  I would rather be hit by a poisoned cane.
  The pain is excruciating,
  I just wish I was hallucinating.
  I try to keep myself hidden,
  for anyone to know the true me is forbidden.
  I swear I see monstrosities,
  I am losing my sanity.
  I think I cannot hold out,
  I think I would rather drink a stout.
  My mind has left my body,
  I feel as if I am just a copy.
  I keep pondering inside this empty shell,
  all I hear is the dull chime of the death bell.
ding,ding,ding,dong repeated over and over,
softer and softer until all i see was black

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while on the brink of insanity i learned you do not fear everything around you but only yourself usually