I sleep with my eyes wide open
Lids pinned with your secret hold
Underestimated – they’ll see
Held back by an invisible soul
Vines twist through uncertain matter
Inadequacy wrapped around my wrist
Will it snap my brittle mind?
Wave silently to the unknown
Graze in the fields of my sanity
Bathe in my tortured ways
Under a haze of reality
This is where I find my lines
I aid my misfortunes
But I cant always care
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