Shall I?Trapped within this feeling of isolation, This feeling of solitude,Shall I?
Wearing my strength, my motivation, Driving me into nothingness, A lifeless shell, If I lie down,
Shall I ever get back up?
Trapped within this feeling, This feeling of despair, Wearing my sanity into the ground,
Demoting me to nothing, A lifeless soul, If I close my eyes, Shall they ever open, again?
Trapped within this feeling, This feeling of "I don't care," Wearing me down, The effects of desolation, I am
A lifeless sight,
Here is where i'l
In The Dead Of The NightIn the dead of night All my dreams come to life Suddenly these blind eyes can trace the outline of your face Suddenly these deaf ears can hear your faint whisper Gripping onto every detail, Lost, I get lost in your voice.In The Dead Of The Night
In the dead of night I reminiscence what it was like, Suddenly I feel the heat Suddenly I taste that kiss Gripping onto every memory, Lost, I get lost in the past.
In the dead of night Perception is blind Distance is boundless Imagination is no longer confined These dreams of mine They come to life.
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Chances
Tender
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Writing gives you the chance to escape reality and escape into your own imagination. There, you can create your own world with no boundaries.
-Bailey J. Remmick
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