Wake me up from this stupor,
This reality faked I see:
Put an end to these nightmares,
To these lucid dreams I flee.
Wake me up from this stupor,
These dreams that are chasing me:
Stop this madness around me,
These lucid dreams I see.
Shake me out of this trance,
This numbness covering me:
End these chaotic surroundings,
These acid tongues I flee.
Shake me out of this trance,
This dull continuous grey:
Chase away these poisonous thoughts,
These acid tongues of prey.
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The Darkness Within: Vol. 2
PoetryA second installment, a continuation of its brutally and abruptly discontinued predecessor. It's a very personal poetry book, as most of those who have read some poetry from the original would know. Long story short, I write to vent, and this is wh...
