Lost
Clothed in my shell
Hiding in my pain
Drowning in my misery
Like a hermit in the desert
Scared to live,
But Afraid of death
Seeking a sign
But the day is dead
Black all over
i follow a light
It leads me to me
Alas,i am my ache
I am a prisoner of my making
I've been choked in my shell
I'm not a victim of nature
I'm in a state of voluntary captivity
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