Self

There's nothing darker than what lays inside
Ignorance is bliss, this face expressionless
Crippling anxiety
Introspection, the deafening roar
There's no respite
A flood that swells inside, all comes surging forth, crushing every defence
Left with nothing but desperation
Desperate, twisted thoughts
Inconsequential
A fleeting moment of empty space and infinite time
Stare into the face of the unknown and see nothing but myself
I plead to look away, I'm too far gone
I grasp at any hope or passing thought
I bleed my mantra, "Now is not the time"
"Not the time"
I sicken myself
This has become more than a problem
This has become more than a problem
This has become more than a problem
It's more than a problem
It's more than a problem



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Writer(s): Chris Potter
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