Drowning The Old Hag

i can't get her off of my chest unless i'm sleeping on my side it's like drowning when the water may only exist in my head so i'll put a hole there and let my seas spill onto your shores rendering your plane of thinking a dizzy little girl on the edge of the world don't tell me that there is nothing to fear trying to share it is a reckless endeavor i can't take the weight of this head full of water i don't sleep i hardly move you won't sleep you won't move at all when what you see and what you believe are two different things you can really start to wear down and lose it and they will never see it