Sanity - Poem by Requiem Night
I'm loseing my mind,
I can see the line so incredibly taut.
I'm ready to kill, maim, or destroy
but without the ability to distinguish between friend and foe
someone help me before I snap
without love i'm loseing the battle
Where the prize is my sanity.
Someone help me I think i'm loseing.
There are only two outcomes for me
Fight this on my own own and cause more pain and suffering
or call for help and hopefully win this battle of the mind
that we all fight on a daily basis
So it's up to you to decide
if it's worth a life
and help me
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