Within the depths of insanity,
We find out what we really mean.
The self beneath the poised exterior,
There is no ceiling here.
Emotions are lost amongst those who can’t see;
The hardening shell of functionality.
To hear the child cry within
And feel the pain of him under your skin.
It takes one to know one
And I know you know it well.
I fall down the steps
And you pick up the swell.
We follow each other and see how we tick
And know what it takes to make the other one sick.
We can’t take the pain of separating
But it’s amazing to see how well we’re gaming.
Until one of us begs for mercy,
Underneath we know the truth.
That neither of us will be around due to fear;
We won’t be around much longer, my dear.