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Mind/State Of ExilE

A crossroad
With no direction
Destination zero
I am nowhere to be found
Save me
Borderline ahead
This is the edge of my world
Burdensome was my cross
& difficult To bear this far.
What have I become
An exiled, unbearable person
The result is
Self caused affliction
I condone and embrace
The inescapable
End of it all
There are no words in this mind state
To make you comprehend
Darkness pervades beyond all senses.
Under the black wings I lay myself to rest
And draw a new note of silence.
I behold and observe
That in my reflection
There are no scars
I aim to be reborn
And redress my failures by
By accepting the Death of this form.
©infj-loki