sustained memories haunt me in the night
as thieves of slumber, the prove me blind in a fight
but never a closed eye, just invisible opponents
with a texture built for torture, they attack all components.
seeking a terror in the deepest corridors of my mind
stealing from me, stealing irreplaceable time
im sick in pain, this fights become a murder
killing me softly but the tree takes me further
gone from it all momental peace at last
until i come crashing down and perceive reality on blast.
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