When did I lose it
How did I learn
Is there a way I can not be wrong
How can I change after so long
The ripples feed away at my brain
The echoes slowly driving me insane
The subtle shakes remind me its still there
That there's so much more to fear
But my head argues that its not so
That all I need to do is let go
But my body responds with another jolt
And my reasoning turns cold
My tears beg for release
For my fears start to feast
I fight to gain my feet
But I'm bound by this gnawing need
To be free
To just be
But I stay chained within my mind
I'm afraid there's no way I'm able to find
Where all my demons hide
And even when I do, I'm unable to fight
It just keeps clawing, gnawing for attention
This disease I neglect to mention
I wish there was a better way
But I guess its here to stay until my dying day
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Poetry#673 in poetry its the lines project... so I thought I'd do a little poem.. Which turned into a series thanks to @KittyHazelnut They may be bad but they keep me from the edge. If can suffer through about half of them you might get to something tha...
