It's a dark corner subdued in my head

Alwasy telling me to put myself to bed

It's like a sky with many black holes

Endlessly counting the many souls they stole

A sense of direction lost within time

Another potential gone in our lives

Deaf of blacknessThat is all that is heard

Will anyone ever reach the point of no return? 


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