Insane Thoughts

I think I am going crazy,
with all these thoughts,
rushing in my head,
I wash them out,
everyday, they attack me,
in my sleep,
and than I wonder,
is it me going insane,
or are the thoughts?
pulled away from
the fragments of reality,
dwindling in the fiction,
created,
of their own malice,
completely and utterly,
to the shadow’s edge,
insane?

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