Dark things
Start creeping
Into your mind
Distractions
No longer
Distracting
Shuffle
Keeps playing
The same song
Try as you might
To cover or disguise
bright
Dark things remain
Panic seeping
Snowballing tight
In your chest
Heart pounding
Faster, ever faster
Straining at the reins
The dark bottle
Comes un-stoppered
Black truth spilling out
Indelibly staining
Pages of your soul
Dark once again
Dark words and deeds
Things harsh and dripping
For all to see and fear
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