Here I Go

The time is fleeting

Together with our withered souls

Oh, how tragedy ends us with nothing

But an empty casket



This wretched life has come to an end

Welcoming me to go straight ahead

I don't know what it means

But my body knew where to go



"Come... come here, my children", it said

Oh, truly, it's so majestic

The sound that's calling me

And here I go, feeling jubilant for the first time
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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