Abyss

I open my eyes
and the devil is already telling me lies.

Mad at the world
for just being twirled.

Every step I take
filled with hate.

Everything I touch
takes too much.

Am I going insane?
Is something wrong with my brain?

Maybe I need to eat
or put up my feet.

Do I need a drink?
Is that the missing link?

Why am I so tired
and feel like I am on fire?

Something must be wrong,
I just don’t belong.

My world burns to the ground
without making a sound.

Someone help me please,
this is not me.

My inner thoughts are too loud,
noisy like a crowd.

My sanity bound.
My confidence, nowhere to be found.

I don’t understand
or know how much more I can withstand.

Then I see the crimson flow,
coming from below.

Clarity comes to mind
as my body refines.

Just another rollercoaster trip the abyss,
never to be missed.


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