Her pain was real
old but still
alive, today.
Because there never
will be rest. For those
who are lost in
the past.
When time changes
and life goes on
you are alone,
left with your memories.
Painted in dreams and
thoughts, drawn on
your body through blood.
You are still lost.
The map is missing and
will not be found.
You'll need someone,
a person who knows the way.
A way back to yourself
but,
do you want to find the path?
because you now know
the darkness, and the pain.
It started bringing you comfort,
became a way of care.
Darkness will be around you...
And you? You still are lost.