Consumed
This should have been the opposite
Darkness thinking of being swallowed by the light,
But this madness got to me first.
I might be a normal person.
Hey, inside of me is pure darkness, loneliness, emptynes.
Pretending to be a person that I am not.
I believed that when I was consumed by darkness, I lost myself
How did this happen?
When did start?
For this effected me to forget who I am really
I do not remember how to smile or to be happy
This why I fake it
I am going through a maze collecting pieces
Solving a puzzle
Thinking about it will make me go insane
Is it worth it to go back to the past, or should I move one
All I know I was consumed by Darkness
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