In frantic pace I circle.
Blinded by fear and confusion.
Longing for serendipity to transcend.
Unknown emotion creeping my head.
Loathing is an unbearable sorrow.
Keeps you down and see's no tomorrow.
Trying to break free from this shackle.
A nomad in my own body and soul.
Like a magnet pulling me closer.
To this unseen reality of life.
Life a rage of unstoppable waves.
Crushing through the walls of lies.
The ray of the sun stings the eyes.
Long time in the darkness I thought I had died.
Mist of the morning dew refreshes the faith.
Yearning to be freed in the living casket.
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