i know the darkness,
it's a sad old friend,
come for me and take away all the nighttime daymares.
i know the night,
it's a dream i have,
all things change in twilight and ignite our fears.
i know the depression,
a companion that i seem to hold,
calling for me to share it's insanity.
i know the history,
i wrote most of the story,
i lived the pain and slaked the pressure.
dream a dream?
live a life?
Die in the last reel and allow the final bell.
4:00 AM 11/20/2008
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