I woke up in reverse
Hazy senses
Everything looks the same
The difference seen only in the written rules.
I look for a way out,
To escape the storm within.
I struggle to solve the jumble in my mind
A game of wrestle between chaos and disorder
The match point decided by pandemonium.
I failed to read between the lines,
Simple sentences to disguise the intricacy within.
In the broad daylight,
I am confounded by what I have written,
Nothing but jangle of an insomniac inventions.
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