Spinning and fading
Into this once more
Euphoric state
The symptoms of genius
Now taking place
Has reality become a friend?
Or does it hold a knife?
Does it chase after you?
Or does it sit in the corner?
Maybe you have taken the knife
From the child that is
Reality
Thus murdering any reality
From ever existing
Living on a continual high
Finding success on the lows
Past fulfilled
Present now aligned
At long last
Future embodies joy
At last
Slitting the throat of the demons
You become free
Is that dark?
Where they come from is dark
People choose to ignore the darkness
We flee from anything dark
Yet if we sit in the room
That we used to run out of
As the lights would turn off
We would be set free
Or would the cause
Of our death
Be insanity?
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