somehow i'm convinced that i'm surely insane
thought is where it all begins
and yet thought is where i'm lost

slowly through watery forests swims me
hoping to find even the most miniscual image of we

my heart is thrown aside by promises of a better life
still there we know is death
enjoy very well my very last breath

still she comforts me with her shimmering black cloak
death herself towards life my ragged self does coax

alive again i truly start to see
insanity itself is not so much a disease

rather the richest part of the richest dessert
leaving my pallette fulfilled beyond what i deserve

yet in dying i find myself finally awake
and again my insanity begins

it's good to know one's place.

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