Sometimes i wake up from a nightmare. And it feels so real. Am i just dreaming or going crazy?
The demons in my mind wait until i sleep, they are demons of the night, hidden in my black heart, scratching on it until they tear it appart.
It´s like paranoia - i can´t escape. I can run, i can hide - they find me in the dark.
There is a door in my mind - i closed it, i thought i threw the key away but they opend it and the nightmares make me go insane.
I want to stand up and fight them, throwing my daggers in them to push them back behind the door and close it forever. But sometimes, they find their way back and the fight against the nightmares starts from zero again.
Draining in the dark and feels paranoia is hitting on me.
Paranoia
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And just as the phoenix rose from the ashes,
he too will rise.
Returning from the flames,
clothed in nothing but his strength,
more powerful and beautiful than before.
Rise of the Phoenix
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In the depths within, a scar resides,
Unseen, it lingers, where the pain abides.
Irreparable, a haunting repair,
A concealed wound, too heavy to bear.
Always present, it will persist,
A constant reminder, cannot resist.
Pretense, a fragile shield I wear,
Denying the truth, pretending it's not there.
Trapped in the echoes of yesterday,
A memory replayed, where pain holds sway.
A captive of time, where shadows grow,
In the realm of sorrow, where emotions flow.
Never breaking free, bound to the past,
Alone, in solitude, the die is cast.
Lost in the currents of memories,
A solitary journey through life's mysteries.
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