Her conscious was unconscious,
during these times in question.
I question the questions twice,
and again, begin dying.
Lying daily, misery lately,
behaving like criminals.
Subliminal messages,
again arrested.
Tested beyond my strength,
belief in a higher power.
Powerful and mighty,
might he save me?
Cave in my principles,
this needle I'm clinching.
Misery, insanity, insecurity,
no security.
Paranoid tendencies,
trash and filth all around me.
Cycles of anguish,
torment and loathing.
Boasting about nothing.
People watching, and judging,
flooding my thoughts in
I hurry up, I'm waiting,
I'm praying for anything to change.

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