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christ its been my whole life

christ its been my whole life
but there was that time i couldn't
didn't want
to see
what was on the other side of the door
i had seen it all too often before and
if i stayed in my little room
it all stayed
on the other side of that door.

i was seeing things
call them visions
i liked what i was seeing
and i wasn't at all sure that i was the only one
i suspected so
although the doubt remains to this day

we all see differently
it was,
between you and me,
beautiful
but crazy.

i looked at crazy
i thought about ward 12b
where you can go and get help
if you so choose
i thought of hospital beds
scary drugs
and the smell of disinfectant
sent me travelling instead

we all recover differently

i mean in the end you.must.trust
yourself...
no matter what

i wasn't hurting anyone else
i wasn't hurting myself
i promised that if i did
then i would go for help

i got hurt
plenty of predators out there
i don't recommend any particular cure
just do what you love
decide who you love

do what you love

the visions have faded
and i still look for them
because the beauty is in here somewhere
and i know
inspiration
and inspiration
will take me there again.


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