i walk through this life
eyes closed
i run my hands across the days and feel their presence
as if im blind to it
its brail of my past
and in my dream i feel a sadness
i know theres no way back to the times i felt right inside
i know theres no way back to me
the me before
the pain
Jul 22, 2018
Jul 22, 2018 at 9:25 PM UTC
i walk through this life
eyes closed
i run my hands across the days and feel their presence
as if im blind to it
its brail of my past
and in my dream i feel a sadness
i know theres no way back to the times i felt right inside
i know theres no way back to me
the me before
the pain
Sometimes when we go through a deep depression, we can completely lose the person that we used to be.. This is for anyone who can relate and is struggling to find themselves again.
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