Balance

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Where's the balance

Between sane and mad?

You're crawling up and out

Of the dark, dank rabbit hole,

Ready to face the world.

But where will you go?

Where will you end up?

The fear of the unknown future

Fills you with a horrifying dread.

You want to go back,

But the rabbit hole is closing up.

There's excitement,

Sure,

You're going to be in the real world.

Where your horrors one began.

Human faces

Are no longer tainted

By the gory glares they held

Once before.

Scared,

But the world is in colour

Finally,

After so long.

The air is cold,

But not frosty as it had always been,

It's fresh, like that of a new beginning.

Together,

With the help of the once tainted faces,

We will find the balance

Between sane and mad.

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25/10/15



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