My dreams are flooded with a presence... A presence that reminds me of the time between realms. A presence that I have joyful memories of, however I am left in daze. Something tells me this daze is from the loss of my soul. I am not permitted to feel like before. I guess it's true, solitude best fits my nature. It is true, no matter how much I wish it would change.
Nov 24, 2015
Nov 24, 2015 at 4:43 PM UTC
My dreams are flooded with a presence... A presence that reminds me of the time between realms. A presence that I have joyful memories of, however I am left in daze. Something tells me this daze is from the loss of my soul. I am not permitted to feel like before. I guess it's true, solitude best fits my nature. It is true, no matter how much I wish it would change.
