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Inferna (pars duorem) Anxietatem

Physical and metaphorical doors become locked,
Freedom and release remain blocked.
Midnight shrouds when handle gripped,
Reality unbound twisted and flipped.
Perception altered with a surreal twist,
Thoughts and needs urgently wished.
A struggle of titanic proportion,
Body and soul reluctantly in motion.

Streets crept through when darkness falls
Avoidance adhered to over all
I walk amongst you whilst you sleep
Towards my goal I softly creep.

Daylight brings a plethora of new fears,
The Metaphysical lock reappears.
Barring any and all forward progress,
Mentally and inwardly I regress.
This descent towards ultimate insanity,
Now becomes more than reality.
This tenuous and delicate desperate grip,
Fails, I fall, towards madness slip.

Streets crept through when darkness falls
Avoidance adhered to over all
I walk amongst you whilst you sleep
Towards my goal I softly creep.

Straight into the welcoming arms of insanity,
Push aside all thoughts of empathy.
Dispose of self worth and self respect,
A new ideation with which to infect.
Spread like tendrils of an evil disease,
I know only one way to seek release.
As the blackness of midnight once more shrouds,
Sense, morality and existence clouds.

Streets crept through when darkness falls
Avoidance adhered to over all
I walk amongst you whilst you sleep
Towards my goal I softly creep.

Infernal flames surround and sear,
Fuelling an autonomous fear.
Self destruction draws near,
Destroying all I hold dear.
Finally all becomes clear,
Am I really here?

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◄ Et Ego

That's Just Me ( the result of 10 minutes and one coffee!) ►

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