the music doesn't seem right anymore
the songs seem all the same
breaths that I take
feel like herculean tasks
to keep my eyes open
and to think
makes me wish
I could be a vegetable
feels I am in a coma
feels everything is a dream
a nightmare
that I am unable to wake up from
I get chased down by demons
I get raped by emotions
I get defiled by feelings
I get debauched by guilt
I get castrated by desire
I see gloom all around
I feel myself breaking
into a million pieces
with each piece
questioning its authenticity
I feel I am in coma
to sleep in peace is all I desire
to sleep in peace is all I desire
--
Thought is your Enemy
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