thoughts
Thinking of thoughts untold. crepted voices talking of makeing my heart so cold. selling my soal for a bit of freedom. to sacafise a lifetime of turcher. is it worth an inernaty falling through an ebliss? or are these voices playing with my mind? a mind so hectect, so much like a labryth i can get lost in. how can i become free if i already lost myself in my own mind? perhaps i was never ment to be free.