Shadow of a Lost Self
October enchants yet brings despair, Why can't I bend the will of fate? No matter how I voice my pain, Silence echoes; no one comprehends.
The storm arrives, winds clash with rain, Home, once solace, now feels like a cage. Life, a shadow of what it was, I? I'm lost, a ghost of my former self.
I'd choose the refuge of sleep, Over the burden of waking life. What more must break me for your pleasure, To witness joy in my downfall?
You think your words slice like knives, Each sharp syllable a wound unhealed. When I retaliate with truth, do you recoil? In my struggle, do you find your triumph?
How long will I wander for genuine peace, In a realm where joy feels like a dream? Why must I drown in this abyss of night, Weeping while crafting smiles for the world?
Fighting is weary, the enemy weighs heavy, A darkness that shrouds every path. Fear clings tightly, a suffocating embrace, Yearning to rise, even when hope fades.
-Youngster
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