Shaking hands being steadied by what?
Tall dark shiny pole keeping me up
Gasping for air in and out blurrs my vision
A view of a human that looks like me
Deformed and red shaking painfully
Running in my head, but unable to move, why?
Messages from my brain stopped sending
I am being blocked by myself!
Restraining ordered on myself? Who sent you?!
Battle of whits loser lose all!
Open your hands and witness the reset
Begin again with everything at a new angle
Light up a new race track of escape
Pile on the crap for it is endless
Digging deeper in the unknown zone
Wrecked all plans and tried to cheat
Laughed with jokers and was the joke
Almost means nothing if that’s where I end,
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