In the distance of the past, I hear voices, Voices that don’t belong to me. Could it be the insanity, That’s running through my mind? The louder, the voices, that I hear, The more to insanity that I’m near. There’s a flashing light, That blinds my tired eyes. A glance beyond the distance, Onto a shadow of a ghost, Appears surreal images, Of what is inside my mind. In my mind, I wander across this land, This land which is filled with sorrows, And I wonder if I’ll see tomorrow. With each stormy sky, that I see, I wonder if I will soon die. The echoes are loud, And I hear strange sounds. The dreams that I see, Are what will never be, For the echoes are deep in my mind.
Reason for writing:
Thoughts of life, thoughts of fear,life is filled with echoes.
Birth sign: Aquarius
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