The Shadows Dance Within My Mind A Twined Shifting Play

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The shadows dance within my mind, a twisted, shifting play,

Where fractured selves collide and fray, in a relentless, silent fray.

They linger, whispered voices rise, a chorus of despair,

Each claiming ownership of my eyes, a burden I can barely bear.

One moment, I am calm and still, a shadow in the sun,

The next, a tempest takes its fill, a battle lost and yet begun.

They whisper secrets, fears, and pain, a symphony of dread,

Their personalities, a raging rain, a storm within my head.

A fractured mirror shows my face, a mosaic of despair,

Each piece a fragment, out of place, a longing to be whole, to share.

They tell me who I ought to be, each with a different creed,

A fractured soul eternally, a broken, shattered seed.

The world perceives a disarray, a madness in my stride,

They see the chaos, hear the fray, and whisper, 'He's not right.'

Their eyes, a judgment swift and cold, their words an icy sting,

They see the cracks, the story told, but never hear the echoes sing.

I wear a mask of normalcy, a charade for their eyes,

Conjuring a false reality, a façade, a lie to disguise.

This inner turmoil, the constant war, a secret I must keep,

A fragile peace, I can't ignore, a constant struggle, deep.

The voices rise, a deafening roar, a chorus of despair,

They pull me down, I can't take more, a burden I can barely bear.

I long for silence, for a peace, a moment to escape,

To find solace, to find release, to break out of this hateful shape.

But they are tethered, intertwined, a part of who I am,

Their presence haunts me, I can't unwind, this twisted, tragic plan.

I yearn for unity, for light, to find a path, a way,

To bring the darkness into sight, to make the shadows stay.

One day, I hope, the voices will cease, their whispers fade away,

And I can finally find release, and step into the light of day.

But until then, I must endure, the constant, silent war,

A fractured being, forever insecure, a soul forever scarred.

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