Uncertainty is claiming me
In shadowed clutches I seem to be
Yearning to escape this fate
To free myself from what I hate
Down paths unknown I’m blindly thrown
A wanderer lost, yet not alone
The poison seeps where silence weeps
Into my restless mind it creeps
Nov 7, 2025
Nov 7, 2025 at 3:33 AM UTC
Uncertainty is claiming me
In shadowed clutches I seem to be
Yearning to escape this fate
To free myself from what I hate
Down paths unknown I’m blindly thrown
A wanderer lost, yet not alone
The poison seeps where silence weeps
Into my restless mind it creeps
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