✝ Solitude ✝

The young age 

The depression and the illusion

Broken-self

Dawn to dusk

 

They're your neighbors,

Should I trust their words

Should I believe

Should I

The myths of the history

The people of the dead

What is the vision 

What I see

Sense of the feeling

Hold down your shadow

One life one soul

disaster born

Seeking in the darkness 

Seeking faith, seeking heart

finding words 

guiding the blind

set them free