Lost

TheWritingInstrument

I'm lost, dead

I forgot all what you said

As I float through the frame of my body and mind

Everything is through a filter and nothing is kind

How can I feel free in this world of chaos?

If there's nothing but hate, and lost love?

I can relate with the rain

How it makes me whole again

TheĀ voices in my head won't stop

As if everything in my body it hot

I can't do this anymore

I'm done with all this war

My reality is pure horror

So let my dreams show you more.

  • Author: TheWritingInstrument (Offline Offline)
  • Published: October 17th, 2016 12:31
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 37


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