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Sanity mocks me
'cause it can clearly see
that I've given up on it
and that I don't want to fight it
It's only gotten worse
this maddening monster inside
it keeps beating up my sanity
my conscious and pride
The voices and visions
are getting stronger every minute
I'm beginning to lose my grasp
on what's real and what's not
Insanity has become a cancer
to my dark soul
it devoured the light in it
taking away all the years of love
That love is what caused this
it's what unleashed the force
that now has me as its puppet
and it wants me to let go;
of my humanity...
'cause it can clearly see
that I've given up on it
and that I don't want to fight it
It's only gotten worse
this maddening monster inside
it keeps beating up my sanity
my conscious and pride
The voices and visions
are getting stronger every minute
I'm beginning to lose my grasp
on what's real and what's not
Insanity has become a cancer
to my dark soul
it devoured the light in it
taking away all the years of love
That love is what caused this
it's what unleashed the force
that now has me as its puppet
and it wants me to let go;
of my humanity...
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Never Enough
Dark clouds hang over head,
In the place inhabited by the dead.
There she stands, over him,
Holding a rose in her hand.
She falls to her knees,
& Lets out a cry,
Never did she want to say goodbye.
His life went too fast,
Never did she think he would fly past.
She never knew about all the pain he hid inside,
Never did she know about all the c-u-t-s on his wrists,
Never would she have guessed that he would have taken his own life.
The people standing around his stone wonder why,
Wondering how, or if they could have saved him-
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Insanity
Whispered words run through my ears,
Confirming my absolute w o r s t fears.
{Just like I'd silently hoped}
Soft, mumbling voices,
They tell me of despair,
They tell me of death,
And I just wish I could r u n .
{Far, so, so far away}
I need to leave m y s e l f ;
I need to get away from this horrid torment,
The torment I'm putting myself through,
And as always love, it's all for y o u .
I'm letting myself suffer,
For someone who shouldn't matter,
I'm suffering for someone who m i g h t not even be real.
{Yet if you are, that makes this suffering worth every last agonizing millisecond}
My sanity is s l i p p i n g away,
Fading
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Not Worth It
Pretty girls don't cry.
My smile is what I hide behind, it's my safety net. (Or prison, take your pick). I need to be just a little more perfect, just a little-just a little-just a little bit more, until I'm out of control and just a little bit too scared to say NO; stop right there. Stop. That's just a little bit over the line.
I used to be a dancer.
I'd skip and glide and leap and run across the stage, my home, my joy. I trusted the strength of my body and the stability of the wood that I stood upon, the arms of my dance partner encircling my waist and holding me steady as a smile wrote happiness across my face.
But dancing is for the c
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Insanityyy-fuuuck you so badlyyy!!
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Very good.............