Mind Flayer

Utterings with clear intent to obscure reality
Like fog to blur my sight
And make me second-guess myself
A constant presence I wish I could escape
Lingering on the brink of death

Standing on a scale
I fear to tip the balance
Make a choice
Is there right or wrong at all?
Inaction breeds insecurity
A never ending cycle
The defense has been torn down

Pallid eyes that stare and pierce
Right through the veil
A reflection, self-examination
As if hope is something real
Brought to make you keel
As you have to kneel before your doubt
Have I led myself astray
With the thoughts that I obey?
Is my fate to fade away?

Standing on a scale
I fear to tip the balance
Make a choice
Memories remind nothing is gone
Inaction breeds insecurity
A never ending cycle
Can I reclaim what's been lost?



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