What is this feeling that has overcome my body?
This feeling, that is destroying my mind.
I can feel it taking over my actions, my movements.
The world is moving in slow turns.
Slow blurrs of reality flashing before me.
Yet I feel as though I am racing.
Running a race against time, against normality.
What is this disturbing feeling flowing through me?
This feeling, that has twisted my brain.
Distorted images of the truth all around me.
What is this feeling that has given me new visions?
New eyes to see how hectis this place has become.
What is this feeling that has opened all doors within me?
New roads to travel,
new adventures to begin,
new madness to unfold.
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