Forgotten Soul
My soul is crying.
My body is withering.
I hear whispers all around me.
Whispers that call for help.
They're everywhere.
No matter where I am, they are always begging.
Begging for freedom.
Clawing at me, moaning at me.
The horror is just too much.
Someone, anyone,
Whoever can hear me.
Reach out and lend me your hand,
Your hand of light.
The light that can break this spell.
This spell of darkness.
The darkness that surrounds me,
Engulfing me, my mind, my soul,
My body and my dreams.
My dreams of a life.
A life of happiness.
A happiness that I can not reach.