Dark, yet comforting clouds set in above me,
Masking my vision from all that I fear.
My art flows from me, unrestricted and free
From the doubts and misgivings ever filling my ear.
There's a place here, somewhere forgotten,
Lying isolated betwixt awareness and sleep,
A place where I'm free from all my misbegotten
Deeds and mistakes, things that make me feel cheap.
To find myself in my mind's twilight,
It truly is the inarguable highlight,
Of a life befitting a parasite,
Dragging down ev'ryone in the fight,
Who all just want to see that light
That lies in my mind as I drift into night.
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