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I'm winning,

Yet losing,

Falling but anchored,

To this hell,

Of more and more lack of reality,

Tired of trying to understand,

Only knowing what I feel,



Killing me,

Heresy that dwindles,

Within my heart,

Feeling like I'm gone,

Between the cracks of sanity's edge,



It calls reform,

It's status in question,

Inside it's shell,

Pressure that remains on my sternum,

I live till death,

I do not want to end this way,

Otherwise I'm only half of a life,



Enchanted on the darkness of my own devil,

Running,

The way that isn't gray,

I trip,

I fall,

I wait,

I hesitate,



The grip in on my spine again,

Frozen within,

Unable to move,

Lost in deceit of life,

Walking the edge of humanity,

I do not want to live this way.