…deep in thoughts…
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The walls not spinning
The room cold
I feel shadows grinning
My eyes closed, see someone old
My heart isn’t beating anymore
I’m listening to my core
One more beat, one more breath
Just one more, before I lock eyes with death
Dark seems to be moving all around
Silently, my eyes can feel every sound
Tomorrow, now a dream I want to hold
One more story, hopefully not left untold
Spinning, is this moment in place
The mirrors broken, it’s showing an unknown face
Breathing through a mental wall
It’s peaceful through it all
A shock like lightning, opens sight to again see
I’m still here, in a way, I’m still me
A puddle of fear silhouettes my body & mind
If I can again, I’ll still be honest, & kind