The Big Upset

In an insane mans dreams

His problems seem to run away

but when its time to start a new day

THEY come to haunt him again

Say hello to your demons


Many times he'd be doing fine

Unwanted visitors would snip the line

Painting shapes in his mind

Draining him til he bout goes blind


Seeking help he went to many

The help was hefty and plenty

but at night it's like a shark frenzy

He'd drift in his tears and still weep


In a sea of tears

Drowning in those fears

In bed he'll steer into The Big Upset


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