Staring, into the space
Caring, I find another face
In the faraway land
My heart says to go there,
But my mind says “Stay”
Where do I side?

The abyss of thoughts
Away from hurt of all-sorts
Tempting me, calling me
Blinding lights of reality
Sounds of actualities
Pulling me, slicing me
Where do I go?

Darkness of Comfort
Or the Lights of Pain
Devil that heals
Or the Angel that burns
What do I choose?
With Whom do I side?

Euphoric in dream, but
Bleeding not seen
Museum doll's pain not felt
Like a candle,but I melt
Burning bright, to give light
All I want is to be blown out,
Resting now, and calm throughout. 

What do I choose?
Is there a choice?

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