am just so lost
trying to find words that mean no sense within me
trying to make sense of what is around me
everything confounds me
the beautiful days
that go awaste
the fallen darkness that scares my grace
the awakened fears
that are new and destructive
the sleeping love
for faith that go unnoticed
I am just so far back
I travelled far away
suddenly we were on a different planet
and it was amazing that suddenly
we had forgotten and remembered everything on it
life changed and i was pulled into a force of the past
histroy did repeat itself one second after the last
and the desert had dissappeared
and a piece of me had reappeared
that i thought was gone forever
and now everyone lives different moments at the same time
and i live every wrong moment at the same time
until i have no words at the right time
its the end of April and nothing has been done
in anything and the life ive won
for i never asked paid or knew i would be here
but im the one who owns this soul
and its all been given back, sold and not even paid for
just taken or stolen and not even told for
wiftly bypassing my memories
the devil wins
im changing dramatically
im broken instantly
im weaker than a feather
im more lost than even
my tongue aint mine
my heart responds to voice strange
I cant feel my soul
yes
I
cant
feel
my
soul
trying to find words that mean no sense within me
trying to make sense of what is around me
everything confounds me
the beautiful days
that go awaste
the fallen darkness that scares my grace
the awakened fears
that are new and destructive
the sleeping love
for faith that go unnoticed
I am just so far back
I travelled far away
suddenly we were on a different planet
and it was amazing that suddenly
we had forgotten and remembered everything on it
life changed and i was pulled into a force of the past
histroy did repeat itself one second after the last
and the desert had dissappeared
and a piece of me had reappeared
that i thought was gone forever
and now everyone lives different moments at the same time
and i live every wrong moment at the same time
until i have no words at the right time
its the end of April and nothing has been done
in anything and the life ive won
for i never asked paid or knew i would be here
but im the one who owns this soul
and its all been given back, sold and not even paid for
just taken or stolen and not even told for
wiftly bypassing my memories
the devil wins
im changing dramatically
im broken instantly
im weaker than a feather
im more lost than even
my tongue aint mine
my heart responds to voice strange
I cant feel my soul
yes
I
cant
feel
my
soul
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