It's there when I sleep
near the edge of my bed
creeps into my dreams
and screws with my head.
It flows through my blood
and seeps through my mind
rambles through my thoughts
for secrets to find.
It has been here forever
and threatens to leave.
it yearns for my death
yet I am the air that it breathes.
It does not care
what happens to me.
It does not know
I am all it will be.
My Sanity
(2003)
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