In a place where there are no souls,
I wander and wander like a stranger.
i know not where my grave is,
but i do know where my heart is.
i follow my heart and search for the light,
the light that used to guide me when i was alive,
but all i see is darkness,
and i wonder whether i will ever be more alive?
is this reality or is it a dream?
i am stuck in this loop for a long time.
please, someone help me get away,
because i am scared,
i am scared,
i am scared.
Dec 21, 2019
Dec 21, 2019 at 1:38 AM UTC
In a place where there are no souls,
I wander and wander like a stranger.
i know not where my grave is,
but i do know where my heart is.
i follow my heart and search for the light,
the light that used to guide me when i was alive,
but all i see is darkness,
and i wonder whether i will ever be more alive?
is this reality or is it a dream?
i am stuck in this loop for a long time.
please, someone help me get away,
because i am scared,
i am scared,
i am scared.
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