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Sleepless Sanity

I know now, I am perfectly sane

For both my mother, and hers before

Have spoken that these lurking shadows

Are indeed quite real and true.

How can I ignore such knowledge

When it be spoken in the mother's tongue?

English, nay, though it be a useful tool, I mean

The tongue of whispers and lessons to learn.

And so I have learned of these demons

Fragments, and stolen moments to study

The mysteries they leave in their wake,

And here wake takes another meaning,

For they who infest my mind do not sleep

Ever rising, once again.