Cry myself to sleep
I fall so deep
Tears all around
Might deafen the sound
Is it my heart is it my wake
Sometimes in life there is no escape
What is left I can barely draw breath
No need at all pain never crawls
Crying at night tension increases the fight
Violent in thought
I may be caught though already in prison
Confused by light of the perplexing prism
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