My eyes constantly feel
Like they have grit in from
That loss of regulatory sleep
And the depriving of ones
Time of imagination is causing
The mind and heart to imagine
Those things once distant
From reality becoming my new
Companions of disillusionment
As the shadows of the night
Do now guide the days awakening
Is it that time once again where
Madness is my friends upon
Whom I can depend not to
Abandon me in the wake of
Realities downfall for once
Again I bid my sanity fairwell

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