Paranoia'a prideA Poem by ethannI jst thought I'd put my songs up as well
Obsessive thoughts,
Contort in my head. The impossible scenarios. Shrouding my already warped conception. My mental demise. Even my personal angels couldn't try. To stultify this paranoia's pride. The devil does, as devils do. Turning pleasures to tortures. Pride, resulting in a sick perpetual paradigm. Plummeting into insanity. Till my last grasp of reality. Turns into my enemy Stop the pain, Stop my sanity's pleas. Trepidation invades my everyday. Self deprivation, Is paranoia's destination. © 2014 ethann |
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