On the eve of my sanity I broke down
Fallen to the floor I picked myself up
Crawling to the door I found myself weak
My seemingly stable full proof mind split in two
Arguing aloud to myself
Separate voices of the same voice spoke to me
My knees collapsed forward sending my body following it
On the floor I found my home
Broken to pieces I could not mumble any words
The life long process finally came to it's finish
The concrete mote had been punctured
Call the men that carry the stretchers
I need help someone please help
I am fallen
The tittering cliffs of depths I am lost
Angel on my shoulder demon on the polar
These are my pleas from inside my head
No one can hear me I am not alive
Living dead
In this house I can not feel
I hear laughter coming from my inner ear
Can you fix me
Pull me back to normal
Insanity is not what I want to plea
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