My Sanity

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    My Sanity

    Slowly I go insane as they use me
    Bringing me to extremes
    Till I pull out my hair and scratch out my eyes
    I can't control this demon inside
    Which feeds on their greediness
    And I fall on my knees and cry
    No one here to pull me out
    I wonder aimlessly in this darkness
    Blinded with suffering which is slowly
    Driving me mad till I scream
    And no one hears me or cares
    They walk by me as I scream
    With blank looks they stare at me
    No one to comfort me in my sanity

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    In science one tries to tell people, in such a way as to be understood by everyone, something that no one ever knew before. But in poetry, it's the exact opposite.

    Franz Kafka (1883-1924) Czech writer.

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