I feel the pressure in my mind
The flashing spikes I fear
Making it all unclear
As the constant bind:
Tears at me,
Across me,
Into me.
Cushions cover up my skull
Hiding the pressing source
Suppressing the inner force
Hitting me sharp and dull:
Like a great bell,
Clanging hell,
Not so well.
Then it all goes clear
I can hear the clarity
Hear your vulgarity
A stage of no fear:
Like droplets
In a quiet pond,
Of this I’m fond
Please do not release the bond
That brings the ringing back again
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