Neurotic To The Bone

Creeps in slowly
Veins of ice
That make you sweat
Everything is wrong
A biological clock at a standstill
And a heartbeat out of whack
Can’t speak
Can’t say a word
Can barely even stay
Can’t tell him
Can’t say what’s wrong
No reason to, anyways
Streaks of red to appear
Vanquish my fear
I’ve done no wrong, anyways
Not even a possibility
Other causes, other reasons
No third party necessary.
I’m just paranoid
They say it’s very unlikely
But still a chance
Almost impossible
Almost, but still plausible
So, so afraid
A spark
A dampening
Hope still flutters
A terrified butterfly
It promises to stop taking risks
If this risk goes away.
Falling ill
Losing time
Screwing up


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