Deja Still - Breaking Point

My head is spinning;
my heart is racing.
Days and Nights;
are all a blur.
Try and try again;
yet there is no cure.
You can't runaway;
for there is no escape.
Just wait it out;
surely is has to fade.
Too much can be enough;
that pushes you to break.
You cry in the dark, alone in a corner;
knowing what you have to take.

Deja Still

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