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It’s like I’m a derailing train,

And I am coming apart at the seams

I hear things that people don’t say

And I am constantly seeing things



The thread of sanity continues to unravel

One tiny piece at a time

Shredding any spark of hope

Taking all that is mine



Some rest would be welcomed,

For I have been sleeping less and less

I try to hide everything,

But I still fall short when I try my best



I close my eyes and try to stay calm

Thinking when I open them again things will have changed

Once again they haven’t

No, they never do