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Don't know if I'm living today/

The sky is blood red and gray/

The harsh Winds of Life whip at my face/

I feel closed in by the Walls of Mockery/

Paranoia sweeps through my mind/

Taking away any traces of reality I once owned/

I curl up frightened, alone and confused to what is going on/

The colors change from a rich rainbow to the deepest of black/

My chest tightens and no air seems to want to enter me/

No more life, dear God, bring it back/

I have been buried one year today/

All mourners are gone and have forgotten about me/

But there is always an Angel at my grave/

For the Angel got tired of me in life/

Left me to die/

Now this Angel visits me everyday and cries over me/

The Angel realizes how much he misses me/

I love you dad//