Bloodstains on the wall
I kept on counting days
It doesn't help at all
I just want to track my progress

Comatose on days
and have to stay
the nights awake
world so silent
Am I the last of us all?

And as the curtain falls
growing silence louder

::Embracing solitude
Everything is cracked from the surface
Will the water come?
If so I'll face it with open eyelids::

Roaming on and on
this dead dystopia
echoes rounding me
the shady corners with arms wide open

All that stays is the gloom
in the eyes of the fallen
I stove my eyes
to not see the glow that's calling

And then the curtain falls
will I have what it takes this time?

::Embracing solitude
Everything is cracked from the surface
Will the water come?
If so I'll face it with open eyelids::

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