A hole, deep beyond my vision
Forbids me to look further, to see the truth that is just inches away.
The truth that has been beckoning me, that conveys the whole reality of my dreams.
My dreams that forever blind me from what's really in front of me.
It's so dark. So fucking dark. Deep and dark,
It awakens my inner fears, and yet it pulls me in.
Pulling me in, I grasp at nothing
Because the pit isn't real. Nothing is, and I'm left falling from the sky.
Alarmed, I look around.
I'm in the hole once again. Or am I?
I. Don't. Know.
The pit brings me to the places I don't want to go. Forcing me to see.
What I've been avoiding from the very start.
Me. Myself. I.
The demons, my demons. The demons that have swallowed me whole.
Making me lose sight of who I am, of who others are.
Isolation, despair, pain. I consume it all, believing it is my cure.
Yet it is my downfall.
The pit tells me it's my friend. I agree. I try to smile with the pit, try to laugh and keep the pit.
But the pit pulls me in.
Again and again,
Until I am just me.
The demons and me. No.
The demon is me.
I am the demon.
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