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philosophy 11-18-2009
Static
There’s a silver hole tearing through my reality screen
It looks like static but you have to be keen
It’s not something that’s trapping me in
Instead it’s sucking me out
They’re all outlined in silver and the middles blacked out
Each one is a portal beyond existence and beyond sanity
Every day they multiply and grow bigger
Pretty soon I’ll be on the other side
I don’t know how much time I have left
Each day the fight gets harder
There are times they go away but they always come back
Why do I fight so hard to keep them away?
I fight and I fight
Just to suffer another day
When they’re not here there’s still no reprieve
Instead I’m shaking like a baby and down on my knees
I don’t fear the fear it just happens
Like a thief in the night
It steals my only light
Light in the darkness
So far away
Come back come back
I want to see day
Someone please
Take the static away
