Have you heard about the boy who cries alone?
He tries but his insides are hollow,
Engulfed in a darkness that pulls from below,
As if the earth itself wants his soul,
As if hell heard his call and opened it's doors,
In his dreams he runs down an empty hall,
Iooking for doors that will lead him home,
An aching body and burning breath,
He is in the wrong place all along.
Hey mercy,
Have you heard about the boy who prays?
He's on his knees wondering what is wrong,
There is a painless pain around his shoulders,
An invisible enemy that creeps in the dark,
It hisses when the boy unwittingly laughs,
A decay in Place or is it the rotting Time,
Or is it in moments that have passed by,
An aching body stuck in limbo,
In a stillest storm and nowhere to go.
Hey truth,
Have you locked eyes with him yet?
Does he see the prison he himself built?
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