Standing at the edge of reality and disbelief,
A broken soul shivers deep,
Was torn and shattered on the reef, teetering over the brink. The voices began to clangor saying I must leap.
If I jump, I am sure to sink. My heart and soul, are tired. I barely have strength. Plus my mind, it over thinks, maybe I should see a shrink.
Those damned pills the doctor prescribes, hardly get me by. I still exhaust myself, with the constant fight. Self medication, is a more soothing high.
What will it take, for me to feel right? A visit from the devil, on a dark and lonely night? He seems to linger, barely out of sight.
I guess it's time, to grab my mask and play the part. As I continue searching for a brand new start, this consuming darkness crushes my heart.
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