darkness (Remove filter)
depressions destiny
it's taking over me
i am my own worst enemy
i am hopelessly lost in my own head
my words are so hollow and dead
hands over mouths
hands aroundyour neck as the gasps become howls
you are so cold and alone
you can search but you will never seek your home
crawl right into my face
its such a dead empty place
crawl right out from the inside
forced out by a sou...
Saturday 19th December 2020 9:43 am
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