#039

Lost in the kingdom of sadness
The finality is my death
It’s coming soon
It’s inevitable

The pain is my torture
It’s never ending
It’s always there
I am a pawn

The memories are obscured
Beyond all doubt or recovery
The thin lines are all I see
All that I feel, touch, and take

Scan the lines and tell me where to go
It tells me what to do
And it tells me what to be