Where does it go, my, oh my flawed mind
Not a safe place, searched, I have before
The voices warn me, they warn of its kind
I here wander, checked all, each a door
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My mind was absent.  Sometimes, I wonder if it ever really existed?  I try to think back upon more carefree times, but of those I can't
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It all feels better now
The insufferable release
The inane thoughts alone were a high
At a point, I could do no more
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Oh- the weight, the weight and what it could do
As my soul would severely suffer, hideously an ugly bruise
The sting of my salty tears, often a melancholy excuse
My obsessive thoughts- they ruled, always a muse
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Oh my, how it burns
As if it's on fire
It doesn't happen often
Maybe once every hour
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Struggle, my how this mind struggles...
Failing to make sense of days earlier trouble...
Thoughts run ramped, order it tries to find...
Ordinary to utter chaos, a blink of the eye
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The house across the street, oh it does hold a spell
For those that have survived there, speak but don't tell
From others I've heard macabre stories, it's horror and hell
Witnessed, I have, the downfall of things that didn't end well
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