There's this fog in my mind. A cloud of darkness inside my soul that shrouds the good in me and keeps me fumbling.
I hear a small voice in my head... whispering shit I can't ignore, sometimes it's screaming, other times it's just quiet mumbling.
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It's always there. I can't escape it. Sometimes it hinders me from seeing a path ahead.
Mostly it's black, sometimes it's a melancholic gray; then there are those moments when I'm triggered and it's just a thick veil of red.
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Some people are haunted by shadows, I'm caught in dark smog.
It whirls around inside me as I search for light, but all I see is fog.
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So I'm warning you; don't look into my mind, it's a dark place here and you'll get trapped like me.
Blind, searching, tainted and frustrated; fucked for just my demons to see.
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Everyone thinks they know me... but if you only fucking knew.
Don't come too close, darling. You won't like me if you manage to see through.
