lostinthoughts

Myraid Train

I’m losing my vision,

I’m losing my mind.

This myriad train of thoughts poisoning my mind.

My heart, palpitating the blood through my body, too fast for me to keep up with the little breath I have left.

One soul lost,

Decaying into the abyss of what was recently a prosperous field of change.

The nights are disturbed by the restlessness of my mind,

This feeling, strangles me, it annuls my soul straight down to the core.

 



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