I walk these crowed halls
Feeling as if I'm all alone
Everything else becomes as my vision blurs
Mer shards of white light passing through the halls
Surrounded in this complete and utter darkness
Depression consumes my very heart and soul
My life begins to fall into a downward spiral
Cuts on my wrists begin to form
Almost as if these shards of light are my razor
Cutting away at my very existence in this world
Very soon I'll been nothing but an empty soul
Wandering through these crowed halls
Feeling as if I'm nothing
With this shards of light eating at my soul.


 
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