So white, so pale, so drunk
In this blinding light
Sunshine creeps in today
Yet it was not invited
Agony touches my solitude
And I can't turn it away
I am the last strand
The final ending
The bitter war
I have no memories
Of how to fight
For what I loved before
The yellow walls
Surrounding me
Patronize my tone
I should be left in nothing
They should depart at once
And gladly leave me alone
Time has been an enemy
Yet the clock ticks on
Mocking my pain
Mirages of peace
Fool me yet again
Searching for the rain
To wash away this cloud
This abyss of constant crushing
This despair that follows me
Leads me down a nowhere road
Where echoes of hollowness
Trail foolishly behind for all to see
So black, so dark, so sober
In this hole is here I will stay
No need for sun anymore
Coming to terms with the terms
Laid down at your feet
I am standing no more
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