I sometimes think that I am only skin and bones housing echoes of pain and regret of yesterday
You and I are like untold stories and will forever be caved away from others till we die
All the shit we have been through but all these, only known to us
Is like we are the audience to our own story
They say we should fear death but I think otherwise, we should fear life
All its savagery and causing unbearable pain to us so we could part
Light at the end of the tunnel is a scam!!
It has never worked for me
If I never make it to the next dimension of life, who will be my voice??
