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Mania

Mania bringing me up and down
Like a twisted elevator
Where the voices I hear flip the switch

Demented thoughts put on paper
Anxiety so painful I pace
Engergy that is combustable

A pyre of rage
Boiling my bones
Stripping me of my flesh

Baring my stripped soul
A daunting idea
Pure torture at times

I'm so weary of writing
Though I can't keep it pent in
I need to bleed out my words of insanity

Razor's voice cutting me in two
You have no talent you write because you have to
A torrent of energy my demons biting me

Prodding me on and on
Feed us Crimsin
Sing our song

I wish to speak of beauty
Though my mania often takes me to a dark place
I burn the worst of these schizo poems

This angers the powers that be
They turn their back on me
Feeding me empty words with no meaning



Written by crimsin (Unveiling)
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