Spreading the word about the truth that is yet to be discovered about my soul, in lies it was covered, buried and hidden away from the creatures. Weak, but acting tough as if there is nothing haunting me, I wonder why I wake up everyday when the only thing that I can feel is sadness and depression.
Slowly realizing what is really going on, pushed back towards the end of my existence, no where to run, and no where to go. Emotions poisoning my brain, irrational thoughts popping into my head, in regards my situation, it is up to me to decide weather I am going to end, or weather I continue my journey.
With hope and dreams, I fight and I shall proceed towards the final goal……
“There Is Still Hope”
