Broken Souls Roam

Where is it that people can find a hiding place?
When your mind is constantly floating in space?
Where everywhere you go feels like winter’s embrace?
When every feeling you’ve ever had has been misplaced?
Where can I hide when every time I close my eyes,
I can slowly feel myself start to demonize?
Please show me where the broken souls roam,
when no one’s arms feel like home.

There are days I just can’t block out the pain anymore.
The sadness in everyone’s eyes decides to become alive


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