Night falls
like a goddamn cannonball,
rational reality flees
to let the dark
pile it on,
add more weight
to the questions, unanswered,
that bring you down,
my friend,
my brother.
Feel them watching.
Hear them coming.
Fight, fail to win.
Pleading
for your insanity,
as it is unfathomably worse
for it all to be real,
far better to pretend
you’re fucking crazy.
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