Left in the Horizon
As the sun sets, and the horizon fades to black
People disappear into the nothingness, never to be seen again
What tries to take root withers and becomes wilted
Forever never lasts, it's always just a moment or two
Ice laces the cold of night, where my heart has adapted to live
Faces fly by like a slideshow on an old projector
One after another, they all burst into clouds of dust
And the scroll continues rolling outward, the ink still writing
When I try to hold on, they slip away, leaving me to fall
Sliding down the edge of a cliff, into the oblivion of a canyon
As I try to crawl out, voices drag me back downward
Ghosts of the past haunt me, I fight against them and beg
Am I walking through the landscape of a living nightmare?
Am I awake or asleep, who am I, am I even alive?
Every hand that reaches out to pull me upward
Is a mirage that fades away upon getting a distance closer
I walk in a barren wasteland where only shadows accompany
And where the light of the moon fails to reach the depths of
So I look down with a blank expression and try to feel
Absolutely anything that would fill the void inside my chest
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