It is dark here in my mind.

There is nothingness all the time.

My eyes stay shut, I can not see.

I reach out for something, or am I hoping it will reach out for me?

The smell of defeat and death lingers here.

Its the only thing that I hold dear.

I try to hear my soul when it crys out,

But I am deaf to the beats my heart once put out.

It is dark here in my mind.

But atleast the darkness is all mine. 





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