Listening to: Immure
Feeling: worthless
That night I never came home,
Wandering souls captured my thoughts.
Emptiness filled my mind.
Urgency spoke her lies
in the confines of these grey walls.
I watched them move together.
Taking me places I cannot remember.
We have been poured out into a loveless bridge.
How quickly I forget that this is meaninglessness.
In a world passing through my fingers,
I still chase the wind.
What have I learned from yesterday?
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