Feeling nothing and falling short.
Through the darkness I struggle to see.
Easily forgotten and left to demise.
The sound of regret echoes through me.
An endless cold surrounds my mind.
Escaped from misery by the skin of my teeth.
Remnants of hope left stuck in my chest.
Alone but alive I awake in the street.
Starting over isn't always renewing.
Thankful for the ground found under my feet.
Just like anything else, I had to fight for this.
But the skies are open and my heart still beats.
I dreamt my way out of despair.
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