There's a place inside that feels so broken, a place that never seems to heal! I ink about the plight of my everyday life and begin to wonder, is this really my life?
The days of laughing and playing subside to bring on the unwise paths if this episode of my life! I wring my hands of all that's grand only to realize I myself alone have become bland!
When will the dire entity of who I used to be,
Come running back ever so perpetually?! I wonder this all day long only to b granted the sense that I can't over come it all.
The way of despair is now my guide, the way of life that's heavily on my mind! I walk to see the painful past only to bring along with me the fateful future.
Who knows the longings of my mind
The rememberances of who I longingly would like to be.
There's only one thought that fills my heart,
And that rare trait is above all by far,
Despair is on my mind,
Forever there and forever so unkind!
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