Lost In Thought
The blackness grow within my soul.
The pain just continues to try and hide but no where to go.
Happiness is no where to be found.
Blinded by rage and fury.
My heart harden by every moment.
I keep searching in hopes that the end is near.
Is there light at the end of this tunnel or an illusion of someone else dreams.
Does the pot of gold exists or is it yet another dream?
Can happiness learn to coincide with the demons that are in my very soul or is
this all just the means for me to let go?
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