My soul is dying
It's dying
I can hear it
It's crying

It's light is fading
It's being swallowed
By the dark
I plead

I yearn to find words
That truly belongs to me
I pressed my palm
Through the surface of my skin

Through my bones
And into my heart
Haunted by the fear
Of the nothingness inside

I bore my nails
Unearthing my flesh
Crying as I touched the mist
It's a hollow space, nothing left

I know there's something there
It's not missing, it's lost
I can feel its presence
It's calling me there

It's begging to be heard
It screams its struggles
Only for it to reach a void

I think
I've gone deaf
To my own voice