the feeling of betrayal
by your own shadow
the reasons why
you don’t fit in the land of sorrow
the lake of your desires
drained from regulations
your soul no longer will blossom
and in melancholy
your own grave demolished
you’re lost, no place for you to wield
the power you had like a spark waned
no winning
you’re smothering by a fire you lit
and even after suffocating
you can’t find a place
to slumber the pain away
to ashes your bones altered
you’re obliterated
like a forgettable memory
swiftly gliding