Slipping between happiness and sadness,
The world from clear conscience to madness,
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Splintering in the beginning,
Completely shattered by it's ending,
.
I saw the world go by in a blink of a broken eye,
Couldn't soothe yet the hurt little boy inside,
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Left adrift the waves of sadness and rage,
Left to dwell alone in depression's cage,
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Hoping the sunlight was real,
Alas, it was a flashlight pointing in the window sill,
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I've not lost what holds me to this world,
Though, the rabbit hole is always unfurled,
.
From the weeping and healing eye,
A little boy now hushed and soothed inside,
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Slipping from sadness to happiness,
Showing a clear conscience despite his madness,
.
Holding a needle to stitch the splintering reality,
Gluing and plastering his shattered mentality,
.
A new beginning,
And now an unknown ending,
.
Released the grip on the anchor,
Willing to face what's ahead with renewed vigor,
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