• lutomagic 9w

    The walls are getting closer
    Suffocation in the air
    My soul feels the despair
    Life isn't fair
    No hope to declare
    My heart begins to tear
    I remember
    When there's no way out
    Make one yourself
    Light begins to bloom
    In the darkness of my eyes
    As I can now control
    How my story continues
    Where there's a will
    There's a way