These days

These days my sky is bleak
Night is cold and my days alone,
A constant longing in my heart
A desperate need to be free,
Silence looming in my mind
And unconscious my thoughts roam around,
My songs seems to lost its music
And my lungs are out of air,
All around seems lurking grieve
And I don’t know what I should believe,
These days I’m not ME.

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Sinnersoul