Originally Posted on Medium
https://medium.com/scuzzbucket/the-schizoid-man-and-his-ramblings-127c1f54e309
Rolling around again,
My mind racing again,
These waking states,
More lucid than the day,
Becoming the visceral pain,
Reeling in from sustain,
Feeling the strange change,
You’re telling me to just drop,
The ledge, I cling on to,
Every fibre of my very being clinging,
I’m holding on,
How can I not?
Ignite the Crucible,
Burn the impurities from my very flesh,
Let the oncoming tide wash away,
What was meant to stay,
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