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Circle of Insanity

“Welcome friend, to my abode,
The empty prison, the lonely road,
The vast and frightening dark abyss,
The hellish pit of ignorance,
A cursed, endless, boundless place,
Trapped within a tiny space,
Leave rationality far behind,
To convention pay no mind,
For what is here cannot be reduced,
Not simplified or be deduced,
There is no underlying theme,
It’s all nebulous, just like a dream,
There can be no rules or simple facts,
Just random whim and violent acts,
This is where time stands still,
A space where emptiness is spilled,
Where loops of time twist and bend,
There’s no beginning and no end,
Where light is dark and good is bad,
Hot is cold and joy is sad,
You cannot laugh, you cannot grieve,
No way inside, no way to leave,
No feeling, fear, guilt or pain,
Just overwhelming crazy-sane,
Nowhere to go, there’s no outside,
Tracing circles in my mind,
Numbness, nothingness without end,
Monotony my only friend.”

“Welcome friend, to my abode...”

But the prison doctors have no clue,
Who the man is talking to.
As on and on and on he drones,
Yet he is always there alone.
Noble_Incubus
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