something i wrote when i was in a mixed state.

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asylum:


”in my shadows my foes lurk and crawl,
waiting everyday for the one when i might give up and fall...

when i am standing around in this endless hall,
the flicker from the candle light reminds me that my shadows are forever growing tall...

walking around i hear this repeating hum,
i look at the ceiling and see where the shadow once hung,

my hollow silhouette, roaming from room to room cold and numb,
just knowing that today i need to break free from this asylum...”