The Depths

Self destruction is inside
The tide of souls I can't abide
Thick black pain and sorrow sides
This is me I must confide

Pressure like a thousand bricks
Together makes a blissful mix
Tears tumble gentle drips
I force a smile with lying lips

I'm alone and no one knows
To the place my thought goes
Emptiness throughout me flows
Yet I smile and no one knows

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