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Aug 2011
Stepping away from the edge of sanity I leave from that thin line
Which side did I venture from?  Which side did I venture to?
My heart races as my thoughts creep in
Thoughts of a dark desolate place that I try so hard to bury
Continuously they sneak up on me time and time again
There is no use to suppress these tormenting images that cloud my head
Yet I believe it is time to break free from the shackles of my void of a mind
This vortex of darkness has plagued me for too long
Reality and my dreams have become clouded with doubt
For I cannot determine the difference between what is real and what is not
It is time to take control of my own mind
Save me from myself
No longer shall I let my past haunt my dreams
Haunt my reality
It is time to let go of the burden that I have created for myself
The past is behind me now, time to let go
That is not who I am, that is not what I am to become of
There is hope for salvation in my mind
Not from “god”, but from myself
From the void
Written by
Chaz Merger
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