Spoken-Thoughts-Khloe

Fear of the soul

 

 

Fear is pulling me under
I can\'t help it I like to be better off alone
When the shadows surround me
It\'s never too late to turn around
Until it\'s too late
Broken memories are now fading
I have fallen into the trap
The trap that many people have fallen in before me
The only thing I can do now is sit and grieve
But there is no point of grieving when I did this to myself
I was the one who let the depression get this far
So it\'s up to me now to figure out what to do
Before my soul is lost, Forever