Danced to and fro keeping time
Coercing voices of the past
Threatened to pull me down
Into a void of darkness
Where they have chosen to lie

Banishing hope with mere words
In its place unending pain
The weight of sadness lay like stone
Tears of mortals
Emotion produced rain

It is a war between the good and bad
The psychotic thoughts in my mind
Ideas I sometimes entertain late at night
Would send chills down your spine
My brain a struggle between discipline and reality
In control of my frail being
The conscious and sane faction

I decline the song of the seductive voices
That call from the echoing pit
Ghostly sirens of fading time
As they dance to and fro
In a frenzied pace
To the maniacal thoughts in my mind



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