By Damien Knight
Panic darkness isolation
Nothing but lost infatuations
Drifting seas empty boats
Faceless man just a ghost
Of what I am to be
Blindly drifting this empty sea
Voiceless hopeless waiting for her
Living dead murderer
Trying waiting dying motion
Swaying changing notions
Life death left right
Losing my endless fight
Against myself inside my head
Giving up I’ve been read
She knows but hides
I also know but I lied
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