Hysteria
A tear
A tear
Cascades to the sunshine on the floor
At one point in time she illuminated me
My being
I realized the disguise
And choked on her rays
Sticky labels stuck to my skin
Odor suffocating my lungs
I am covered.
A tear
A tear
At that brightness upon the wall
Dancing dangerously in the moonlight
"You are not supposed to be here! It is passed your time!"
But I am talking to the wall again and there is no answer
A tear at my heart with each clawed hand.
A tear down my blouse with each distorted dream.
Locked out of hell, this was my Nevaeh
Manipulated into thinking that Gabriel would rejoice with me in this sunshine
And even though I saw someone trapped
I destroyed the mirrors that reflected reality
For the sake of my sanity
A tear at the paper adhered to my mind.
A tear for the paper adhered to my mind.
A tear
A tear
A tear
A tear.
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