The emptiness isn't as haunting when it's all you've known.

My screams echo in my home.
I can hear them talking back.
Retrieving information already known.
The enigmatic riddles of an insomniac.

Conversations with myself.
Can't win and can't lose.
The demon is on the loose.
A creation of my mind.
My partner and my noose.

There's something about life's carol, the days have a habit of slipping right on by.
Stories of an overshot arrow, drifting like a paper plane through the sky.

I felt the need to improve but I couldn't move until I was pressed.
I didn't have enough will to carry through, constantly focusing on all the distress.

It didn't matter since there were no visible repercussions.
Well, besides for the discussions lifted out by the monster's seductions.
Left begging for attention through various means.
All while regretting my unscrupulous memes.

The day goes on and on...

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Friendliness is just a guise of the past unknown.
My screams echo in my home.
I can hear them talking back.
Conversations with myself.

Can't win and can't lose.
The demon is on the loose.
A creation of my mind.
My partner and my noose

Every night I close my eyes, I wonder to myself, why?

Hostage to a thought web of the unsaid.
Many faces, my heart races.
A thread of the untold spins uncontrolled.
Creeping closer, crossing over.
Eerie murmurs swallow overhead.

"What if I'm the suspect? Have I garnered enough respect?"
"If I'm always being beaten to the ground, I'll get back up stronger each time around."
"Are my actions too direct? I don't know how it'll take effect."
"Strength is pointless when you're sightless, you have no chance to fight this."
"I can mingle into a group and decipher the scoop."
"The feelings revive with my act, it's the only method I have left to attack."
"Friendships are illusions in a happy go lucky delusion."
"What can I accomplish without an accomplice!?"

Sight a glossy red.
Demon eyed.

Heart secretly dead.
Paralyzed.
...