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I am bound
Bound by my own grief
Everything is just out of reach
It is all disappearing
And life's become such a blur
I'm reaching out for something
Anything
But I'm just grabbing the empty air
I'm all alone
I don't know what to do
I feel so cold
I want to go home
Home...
A place of comfort
That's full of warmth
A place where I am not alone
A place where I finally belong
Everything goes dark
I can't see a thing
Everything is silent
And it's getting hard to breathe
I see a light and I start running
I'm almost there,
I can see what I've been longing for
But just as I'm about to reach it
I get pulled away by
The chains of the past,
I frantically pull at them
Trying to escape
I want to go home
I no longer want this pain
I am tired of suffering
Of being trapped within my thoughts
I want to go home
To a place where I belong
But I can't,
I am stuck behind a glass
Watching everything I know
Slowly start fading away
I want to go home
Everything is gone
Everything is cold
I want to go home
I am all alone.

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