Lurking Behind Every Corner,
Is Insanity.

A Drug Cocktail Keeps It At Bay,
Prevents The Hallucinations,
Delusions and Paranoia.

Is My Fractured Mind Any Less Of My Mind?
I still Possess the Memories,
Of Skeletal Arms, and Millions of Dollars.

But What Do These Memories Mean?
If Anything?
A Semblance of Insight.

Insight Into The Darkest Recesses Of My Brain,
Oh My Fractured Mind,
How You Spilled Your Guts.

Dreams and Desires,
Laced In Paranoia,
I Suddenly Realized The Truth.

I Wait For It To Disappear Once More,
Everyday,
My Sanity.

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