How can you feel summoned, yet you can’t say a word?
How can you feel so much, but can’t express your hurt?
I’ve woven webs of lies, hidden in the truth,
my hopes were lost, in my shattered youth.
The future’s my past, a dream to be free,
but in secret fathom, I’m not what I used to be.
Now I know the darkest form of blame,
dawn will find this happening again.
I live in a place where my secrets are kept,
and everything including the shadows have wept.
Along the way, I see how I lost my voice,
I have so many options, yet I have no choice.
The depression’s senseless and beats down on our hearts,
but there’s no way to stop it if you don’t know where it starts.
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