Within my mind, A dense shroud of fog Obscures an unthinkable reality
More alcohol to patch the lonely emptiness that permeates, A desperate attempt to chase a cheap high Crash and burn into flaming shards of ruin Suffer the children It doesn't matter anymore
You may be suffering through something that makes you feel hurt, isolated, and alone. But, there will always be others who have gone through the same thing, or are currently going through it. There will always be other people who understand and appreciate you, even if they're not close by. They are with you in spirit, always. So, you are never truly alone.
An island, crafted from Broken memories and Bittersweet dreams, Lone sanctuary for those Stumbling in the dim darkness
How wonderful, the delicious profile Of the human soul