The light outside is like freedom
You never get inside
but suppressed by darkness
The light will shine as you go deeper into its abyss
You find it's harder to claw your way out
And not knowing what to do
Light is a beacon of hope and warmth and safety
All who sees its love while in darkness scorn it
I know the feeling
Deep into the bottomless pit called darkness
Im just falling farther and farther
By now I rarely see the light...
I reach out to it, i grasp it, it slips through my fingers like sand blowing in the wind
Its gone
To never see again
Until you meet someone new
YOU ARE READING
Why am I Alive?
Документальная прозаI don't expect any reads for this... I just have to write my feelings and I am okay with others seeing them.
