How do i find the reason behind my agony;
I am slipping into my own dark abyss,
I was who she was, and I'm not her anymore.
She is now a distant memory.
Rewriting a new story,
The shadow drags me with her;
Into the silence of her void,
The shadow’s pain resonating within me,
I can feel the weight of her sorrows.
Trying to disappear from this world,
She forces herself to live just another day.
As the day ends,
She finds comfort in the darkness,
To hide from the pain,
Into her big world of dreams,
She finds peace.
Debating her own thoughts in her head;
Her eyes trying hard not to shed one too many drops of tears;
The blood of the purest soul,
She has blood on her hands,
How can she wash it away if she has to stain herself with
more.
Living is hard,
But death will bring peace,
But until she lives,
She has these dreams,
Without which
She is just a melancholic soul,
Making sure to wake into her dreams one day,
My shadow helps me every morning to wake
up from my dreams.
