That same hand, Holding me back, Forcing me down, For all these years Our fingers entwined, Binding me for life No longer, I refuse
Connected by the crimson thread Of an unknown fate, Two souls tethered as one, But separated by the world
As day comes, I am left alone Without my sanctuary of darkness, Once again
Doubt crept in like a parasite.
Within my mind, A dense shroud of fog Obscures an unthinkable reality