I sit here alone in my thoughts.
The mask I wear, is the evil, I fought.
Sometimes, I am scared of my own reality, because fear is all around me.
I hear voices and sometimes see the shadows, that I let go free.
It's just in my own reality.
Everyone says that time is my best friend.
I hold my breath, to wish these nightmares would end.
Sleep is my enemy, but sometimes your enemy wins.
Another day passes, and then the night begins.
Here is when I dread the most, I'm lost to my own shadows of fear.
The night time passes, my enemy is near.
Now they stick me in a one room place.
Oh how I see those gruesome looking faces.
Lost to a dream, I wish was for real.
Help me through this nightmarish ordeal.
The needles they poke into me.
Make me feel so free.
Lost to a dream, I wish was for real.
Help me through this nightmarish ordeal.
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