A slave
With two masters
One
The master of my torment
The other
My gentle protector
That keeps me from
The abyss
My tormentor
Relaxes his grip
Mania
It tortures and consumes
I breathe deeply
Exhale slowly
The manic rush
So familiar to me
Both friend
And enemy
My tormentor waits
He will pull me back soon
I run
He toys with me
And with others
Through me
My mania runs deep
Powerful
Hell waits for me
Only my tormentor
Can choose the time
To end this ride
Always choosing the moment
Most destructive
Most painful
Time is fleeting
Listen
It whispers
Reminding me
Time
No longer belongs to me
I feel it pulling me
You belong here
You are safe here
We are all you know
Back
In the safety of my darkness
I find my corner
My soul weeps
My tormentor retreats
Yielding
To my gentle protector
I surrender
Now safe
Like a slumbering child
But with a heavy heart
I drift away
The tormentor waits
In the shadows
Until next time