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I walk this world so loved
So alone
Every step of mine is heavy
Holding a heart of stone
Even the warmest days
That I feel upon my skin
Far from heals
The ice burning within
My reflection yells silently
Break free
Even in a well lit room
Darkness is all I can see
As for the fantasy of hope
That which still remains
Every day I awake
Is another small victory gained
This emptiness has touched many
Eventually leaving a void inside
Watching you dance in the light
From within the shadows where I hide
Yet feel no pity for this broken man
I need not your sympathetic token
My words do not fall upon deaf ears
They remain unspoken
For I am king of my hell prison
Only I can break free
Shall the day come where I do not awake
It'll be then I let it get the best of me.