I feel in the dark all over again.
Feels like I've lost my best friend.
I hurt inside and I know why.
My past caused the best part of me to die.
I try everyday to hold on to my faith,
but realizing whats happening makes me feel fake.
I got memories and photos to help me remember,
but the truth is that those times are now under a deep slumber.
I'm angry at myself because of the consequences,
or maybe because of what caused the prison sentence.
I cry at night. Inside my mind I'm going mad,
I feel pity for the little boy watching from inside ...sad.
That person asked why did this have to happen,
my response was that my audience was still clapping.
Now, all alone, feeling worthless, thinking of what I lost,
but at that time my thoughts were never on the cost.
Feels like eons have passed since I felt something inside, something alive.
What a I supposed to do now, after my heart decided to die?
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