I'll take another day, accepted as my lot in life
without conviction but to desire, something more beyond the earth
the other realm may be like dreams, still with conflict I must indulge
yet in fight's hope is still kept, while in the waking hope is lost
the fantasy is not enough, escape leads me back
in a realm where blood must flow, a sacrifice to the dark gods
the knives within are enough, to draw the blood from my veins
stain the hands a crimson hue, declaring nature I long to end
another cut that should distract, it's not enough as I drown
reality is still close at hand, the stark reminder of hate within
the monster that none may see, except myself in mirror's face
something I must eradicate before the day finds an end
sadly the calendar turns a page with an interlude inside of sleep
then my malice rises once more, quick to whisper 'never again'.
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