Cruel by nature and twisted in every way,
Sometimes almost more than I can take, like today.
It’s like being enthralled while simultaneously being given a crushing blow,
Or swimming in a tropical paradise while dying in knee-deep snow.
This is pure insanity, how I hate this Jekyll and Hyde.
Impossible it is for me to be free, yet this madness I cannot abide.
Not impossible, the slightest glimmer of hope at what could be one day,
But still I find it cruel by nature, and twisted in every way.
(2002)
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