I shrink...
Walking away in silence,
Winding my way through darkness,
Fading on the brink.
Inside my mind
There's still too much to be said,
Softly oblivion spreads,
Where forgetting is kind.
I sigh
Always standing alone,
The walls of nothingness fall,
Haunted by freedom tide.
03. 2015
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