Shadows move just out of sight Shadows speak inside my head No one can save me now So I wish that I was dead.
Yes there are things beautiful
Yes there are things light
But in this barren wasteland
They’re lost from my sight.
Wrapped up in the darkness
Wrapped up in my pain
So many years of joy before
But now I’ve gone insane.l
Now I look back in anger
Now I look forward in fear
Given the life that I have lost
I wish that I wasn’t here.
©ronvdm777
Aug 2020
©ronvdm777
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