An Insidious malignance inside my mind betrays me yet another time.
Misaligned, hard to define, peace I just can't seem to find.
A Disease which plagues my thoughts, this pest! has brought such tension to my chest. Oh, please! I need my head to rest, so fraught, a sped up torture fest.
My heart, it pumps so fast, so hard
From the poison dart, my brain retards
Starts to shatter into shards. I may Depart with no regard
A poison dart straight through my spine
No choice of mine, my life declines
No rejoice in fear, this life of mine
The voices near, far from divine
Where can I go, what may I do?
All that I know, my fun seems to be through. Adventures and suns, I've seen a slew, but no longer the strength to take my cue.
I wish I could simply go back again
To a time when thoughts, they were my friend. A time before my nervous fits,
A time when I was
thrilled to exist.
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Author:
Drewseph (Pseudonym) (
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