Book on a Shelf

My head has never felt so empty

It's strange to have cleaned out so much space

I don't even know if I'm thinking

I don't know how I'm this stressed

I thought maybe peace would come

But it's not here yet

And now I've talked myself out of my delusion

That curse that's always on my mind

I've told myself what is necessary

To set it far, far aside

Sometimes being insane hurts so much

Makes you cling to what is really smoke

I'm not sure I can even be myself again

But I'll settle for rest and then

Maybe when I've swum far enough

To see the shore of stable rocks

All this will seem a bad dream

Because it was

It was always all just a dream

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