The place where I belonged,
It slipped out of my grasp.
My soul was lost in my desire for redemption,
Wanting the torment to diminish.
Repetitive words that break my soul,
Defeat the warrior rising within me.
I couldn't prevent my fall,
As I hit rock bottom.
My hand grasped at the world,
Yet my heart was bound in chains.
The burden I carried weighed heavily on my shoulders,
I hid my image behind a mask.
I sought to erase myself from existence,
My weary bones ached with fatigue.
Yet the day I caught a glimpse of the sun,
I held onto her ray of hope.
Mar 24, 2014
Mar 24, 2014 at 10:39 PM UTC
The place where I belonged,
It slipped out of my grasp.
My soul was lost in my desire for redemption,
Wanting the torment to diminish.
Repetitive words that break my soul,
Defeat the warrior rising within me.
I couldn't prevent my fall,
As I hit rock bottom.
My hand grasped at the world,
Yet my heart was bound in chains.
The burden I carried weighed heavily on my shoulders,
I hid my image behind a mask.
I sought to erase myself from existence,
My weary bones ached with fatigue.
Yet the day I caught a glimpse of the sun,
I held onto her ray of hope.
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