Nostalgie Lost
My thoughts
White as snow
I'd like to run away from them
But I walk on them
And I'm sinking
And the more I'll walk on it
The more it becomes black
With light unable to penetrate through it
Without any regret
Or Mercy
It swallows my entire mind
Not thinking that it would ever have a Dark side
I'd like to fly over them
And never have to worry about it again
But then im just better off just better off pulling the
Trigger
They just grow more and more without stopping
And it never fails
Im lost into a world that seems to be getting worse and
worse
no one can help me
This is something uncurable
Like cancer
Slowly and Painfully it gets worse
Im forever lost
Im lost
