Streetlight above me
Burning holes into the evening
Illuminate my lack of sleep
Smoke rolls from my lips
as I curse the very habit
Does that amount to nothing
more than hypocrisy
It sure feels like it
And now I feel sick to my stomach
the more I delve inwardly
I have unresolved afflictions buried deep
Sometimes I'm...
Trapped in this dissociative state
where I'm trapped in the same house
I've lived in for over four years now
as I hopelessly watch
all of my loved ones turn to leave me
I am unable to speak
and every motion is slowed to infinity
At the same time my life begins and ceases to be
Yet I can almost grasp the imagery
as it flows the voice of every I love you through the halls to echo
As if recorded and reproduced
perfectly by every demon that's ever wanted to hurt me
I can see them in the corners lurking
Speaking in tongues and whispering
As if I cannot read their lips
to see through the spells that they are casting
Get the fuck away from me
so I can think
or fucking breathe
These walls are closing in on me
I don't think I'll get any sleep
tonight for the third time this week
I feel so weak
Last night my demons told me
I can't tell anyone anything
I need to practice what I preach
Silence will be the death of me
I need to practice what I preach
For integrity
For my friends and family
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