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Staring up, my eyes closed wide

Taking in the dripping rain, my placebo subsides

It’s a nice place here, it takes away the pain

No one can harm me, when I sense fear

And coldness, I can always adjust

The faucet to exactly the right degree

The warmness now will hide me

But don’t get me wrong I’m out of ‘hot water’

I stand here, eyes closed wide

Naked as was I when born

Reality was unrealistic then

Doesn’t seem much different now

Never knew pain before, never knew depression

But I’m safe here now, with my new-found elucidation

I can make out your shadow, figments and shapes across the screen

It’s funny how sometimes it’s better here now that you can’t find me

But with my eyes closed wide, this time I can finally see

As I throw in the towel, there’s one thing I am guaranteed

This provision will be my relief as it becomes my only reality

Staring up my eye’s closed wide, these walls are innoxious