At The Edge of Madness

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Your minds flickers
Between two worlds
Reality and Imagination
The boundary of those worlds are eroding
And you fear as you get old
That madness is in your blood
Creeping over your mind
Drip, Drip, Drip
Like water over a wet stone
Every decision is both rational and irrational
Every action is both great and baffling
Help me.
I feel in my system
Spreading over my veins
My ears are whispering voices
My sleep is eroded thin
My lips are talking to no-one
I feel nothing but dread
Help is desired of me.

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