Wounds that never healed,
Cries that are never heard.
In this place I linger,
Wondering when all this would end.
Hoping for a hand to hold,
Wishing for a warm embrace.
I long to be freed,
Yearning for someone...
Who...will save me?
From this nightmare...
Who will come?
And aid me in this place.
No one will come...
Because I'm already gone.
In their eyes,
I'm already dead...
My soul moves on,
Leaving an empty shell behind.
As it fades from existence,
Leaving no record at all...