When I exhale and think I'm free,
I set goals and work to achieve.
Once again, he's attacking me.

The nightmare face is all I see.
The image dissolves. I'm naive
when I exhale and think I'm free.

Painted dreams, inked philosophy
Energy and talent I weave
Once again, he's attacking me.

The demon sleaze, my enemy,
fades to shadow. To light, I cleave
when I exhale and think I'm free.

Ah, sleep! Thanks to psychiatry,
weeks without pain until one eve.
Once again, he's attacking me.

Eye slits and knife forever be
nightmares he gave. Freedom I grieve.
When I exhale and think I'm free,
once again, he's attacking me.

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