Paranoia
Poetry: The creature crawls into my every memory.
It seeps in like a dreadful creature of the night,
It lurks in the darkness but awaits your every fright;
Paranoia.
Please, creature, go somewhere else and leave me be,
It runs straight though the heroic side of me,
I fail to understand my perception of reality,
The creature crawls into my every memory,
Longing to destroy not create my every loving moment.
Yet where there is darkness there is light,
Light does not fail and cannot be broken,
True love the eyes of another that only you know.
Build me up, break me down,
I will find a solution,
And mark you creature of the day and of the night a clown.
















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