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Focus
picks up momentum
find a thought has strayed
from the path of reason
Notice
how a small sensation
has wound itself
to a pulse increasing
as a pace has taken
its place to block
all of my breathing
Knowing
as all is closing
not a mind this time,
the body is breaking
Draining
Regenerate this spiraling Mind
how will I be alright
when I'm Dead Inside
Moments
turn into motion
with spinning thoughts
In all direction
Senses
are resonating
as everything
accelerating
Balance
was a trace
of something misplaced
before all was uneven
Hanging
by a thread
the final shred
of sanity remaining
Draining
Regenerate this spiraling Mind
how will I be alright
when I'm Dead Inside?
picks up momentum
find a thought has strayed
from the path of reason
Hanging
by a thread
the final shred
of sanity remaining
Draining
Regenerate this spiraling Mind
how will I be alright
when I'm Dead Inside