Don’t ask me, from where do I  belong.

Just hug me tight if you can accommodate this lonely soul within yours.

I don’t have a destination.

Don’t ask me anything about my shabby appearance.
Just let me in, if materialistic dirt doesn’t bother you.

Don’t question my scars or my body,
They are a mark that I lived through every arrow targeted on me.

Don’t just dare to question my woebegone and forlorn expressions.

You don’t know how miserably this soul is living.

I don’t even feel like a human anymore. I see myself drenched up in black.

This world is colossal and I’ve already lost my way in this maze.

A labyrinth probably.


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