Life
Surrounded in darkness
But scared I am not
I'll bring light to the madness
And love what I've got
I'll climb from the rubble of a life I destroyed
Look back with sadness I created this void
I was buried alive and left for dead
Just to suffer in silence
Not alone in my head
It's time, time is the only thing that I waste that i can't get back
That I can't replace
I need to try and start some thing new
Where to begin?
I have not a clue
But I need to hurry
I must think fast before my future
Becomes my past
So I take a deep breath cause the only thing certain is death
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