There's a way back home to bring myself to you
There's a way I know to finally be with you
There's a place I'll be when I failed to come to see
There's a face I'll see cause you're always here with me

There's a note I wrote of how I am missing you;

And I know, it is hard to find a way back in your arms
When you know that you're already with someone
And I am not the one x2

Hello, Goodbye To you x4

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My sock's become wet

Now my shoes are all sloshy

I curse you, puddle

Scream till' you can't
Black out, fall down and faint
Sink in, let out and let go
Is the only thing that I ever know

I have faced all my fears
I have poured out the tears
Bleed out dry and let die
crumble down while you try

You have lost all your faith
Your heart is filled up with hate
All hope is gone and you know it's too late
To climb back up, to fall down so accept your fate

We've gave everything till' there's nothing left
We sold our soul to hell to measure its depth
Heaven is so far away locked down in its basement
Here we rest in damnation sempiternal lament

To clear his head
he strips dark and light,
smudging charcoal
across the white.

He renders me
with edges lines,
scratching bones
until they shine.

To unblur the mess
inside his head,
etching softly
while words unsaid.

Living each day like you're already dead;
Is like always waking up on the wrong side of the bed
Perhaps it is how it feels to others, to some;
But unlike me I've been waking up empty, next to none.

Breathe in, Breathe out is what I always tell myself;
Trying to conquer death is like living without a shell
Any moment your vulnerability will be invaded by emptiness;
Too busy to find something to do with too much nothingness.

How empty a soul can be without the will to move forward?
Always holding unto memories you can't go back..Things you can't have
Come to think of it..Is it really not possible to just die and relive existent?
Like we can just opt out and respawn if we feel that the pain is consistent.

So shallow I know to think like that when out of your mind;
Hey! You can't blame a person to ponder when life left them behind
One can think of many things when in sorrow, all that is farfetch;
Yet..It still true that trying is better rather than succumb yourself to death.