and delirium
		I'm pulled in many
			ways,  ever trying
	   ever fighting
	        a battle for my sanity
    So many
	 doubts and fears
  overwhelm my
     my thoughts betray me
            and cut into my soul
                     slicing deep and true
   as though an arrow to
	the heart
 My memories
and dreams and nightmares
         shattered like a mirror
   the pieces tossed and
 like a puzzle cast
	    upon the wind
  drifting,pulling, sliding
slipping from my 
     with no sense
 of reality
	I really want to ask

Was I ever sane?

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