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And then you’re all alone
with the voices in your head
and find yourself dancing
in nowhereland
– nowhereland that screams
about madness, pleasure
and creates the most devilish
poetry and yet
so beautiful art …

It keeps you awake at night
balancing you on the edge
of pleasure and pain ..
draining your lifeforce
like a vampire while
your blood pumps delightful
through your veins
So extatic! So extatic …

… but when the voices
in your head
goes quiet
so quiet that you can hear
your thoughts touch every second
that passes by
Would it bring you peace
– or would it be a loss
too great to bear?

© Sirenia 2016