My brain is breathing trought my eyes
My soul is shakes in fear,
As it dies,
With the soulless tear.
I live as if sadness owns me,
Running away from it in the dark paths,
Just wanting to be free,
i was taken care of by friendlt the bats.
Now living in the cave of magic,
Trapped but somehow blessed,
It is no more happy,
than it is tragic.
