I only have the darkness around me
As the paranoia starts to kick in
Silently pallid and suddenly strong
These voices and pictures growing within.
I only have the silence to soothe me
And battle off the raging disturbance
Like ghosts that haunt in tempestuous ways
Though fear is scarce and worry’s abundance.
I only have a little to cling to
And it barely saves me from my own self
Nil is all it is for a fighting chance
When it is your own mind you have to delve.
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