Moving in and out of the shadows.
It's no easy task not to become blurred.
Darkness grasps you by the throat.
Leaving you breathless and gasping for mercy .
All the times your stomach has been in knots.
Pretending to be someone you are not.
When you suffer for a living .
There has to be a limit.
One day you wake up.
No longer feeling like a King.
Inside you feel empty.
You feel like you ain't worth a thing.
Your spirit no longer sings.
Been down so long you can barely breathe.
As that last breath leaves your lungs.
You're finally feel free.
Free from the chains that bound you for so long.
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