As my mind falls to the deepest corruption,
I believe in the faintest light I see.
Regardless if it's an illusion,
It unfortunately enlightens me.
Behind my eyes I permit a dull stare,
Things surrounding fade into the background,
as there will be soon no light to believe in,
I break and fall into the bleakness that is insanity.
I cry and I try to pry whatever innocence that is left in the abyss of my mind.
Lie down for sleep,
For that will be the only faded light of hope I see.
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