The Immaculate Conception of Paranoia
As these, murmurs turn to whispers,
turn to conversations with myself
I tend to linger on these thoughts
until it breaks my mental health.
Disturbs my peace of mind until
I can’t find the piece of self
that once led blindly to the light
only silence could have felt.
4 months ago on January 17, 2012 at 12:28pm
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