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Fun and alive.
That is how you'll feel.
Creative and useful are part of the deal.
The night isn't lonely for your full of ideas,
The old becomes, new as you paint or you plot,
Your  mind keeps on spinning around the clock.
The days become night without any sleep,
A small voice'll whisper, "You're getting in deep."
They come and they try to break you away,
You fight and you scream, God, please go away.
You really can't face the truth, what they say,
You have changed, become crazy, it just happened...she'll stay.
The little voice cries out, "Help me, I'll change,"
but no one can hear you, it's better this way.
So deeper and deeper down the abyss,
Seeing things, hearing voices, it is the devil's own kiss.
No more good time parties from day till the dawn,
Anything good, or accomplished now it's gone.
Instead, its routine, just to breathe through the pain,
Self inflicted, uncaring, your life circles the drain.
They come, we can help you, but you lash out in fear,
Will they take it? The thing I held dear?
Maybe it's time to surrender the game,
Your body aches from years of the strain.
You lift up your eyes, in that second that you can,
You grab hold, and squeeze, it's somebody's hand.

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