Bored today

I have done nothing

For it to be worthwhile

carrying on about

My tourtured soul

Demons come and go

Angels and saints

Preach as hell of a lot

I receive signals

From my mind at play

To make me think

impossible things

Are happening to me.


I have a few rules

And the law supports me

in my living

Irregardless of their demands

In my own fantastical world.

I am deluded into beleiving

There is a point

The plan is mine?

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